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But it ain’t all roses, nah. Pisses me off how some schmucks judge ‘em. Like, who gives a rat’s ass? They’re out there grindin’, makin’ it work. Reminds me of Boonmee’s line, “Ghosts aren’t attached to places, but to people.” Escorts got their own ghosts – past johns, bad nights, maybe a pimp who screwed ‘em over. Little known fact? Old-school escort ads used to run in legit newspapers – yeah, 1920s, right next to the obits! “Massage services,” they’d call it. Wink fuckin’ wink.

Part III: Sex in Silver City: A longtime hooker tells her story

These disturbing stories give voice to formerly prostituted women who explain why they entered the sex trade. They bravely and courageously recount their intimate experiences of harm and .

I swear, every bloody day here feels like a scene from that sad symphony of "The Pianist" – every note a twist, every silence a damn insult. So stop dilly-dallying and come see this mad town for yourself, ya idiot sandwich!

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