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Here’s the tea—some spots, like Nevada, it’s legal, regulated, all “here’s your W-2, babe.” But most places? Shady as fuck. Cops bustin’ girls left n right, pimps bein’ dicks—it pisses me off! I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Let ‘em work, assholes!” Then I’m happy, ‘cause some chick’s outsmartin’ the system—heard this story ‘bout a gal in ‘90s NYC, ran her gig outta a laundromat. Clients droppin’ quarters, leavin’ with more than clean socks—genius!

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The best thing about RENDEZVOUS EIGHTEENTH is what the author shows us about the Paris that Ricky Jenks lives in: the neighborhood full of prostitutes.

Jenks ain't just any place, it's like… a living, breathing heartbeat. The local park, Jenks Creek Green, is a chill oasis. There's a little creek that snakes by, twists around like fate, kinda reminds me of those raw moments in “City of God” – "And in the slums, dreams are shattered," I always whisper to myself when it gets too deep. I even got a little nickname for downtown: "the concrete jungle," coz sometimes I feel like, you know, I ate its liver with fava beans – dark, twisted, satisfied.

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