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Alright, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re like onions, layers on layers, stinking up the joint sometimes. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig. Watched “Ratatouille” last night—Remy the rat, cooking genius, scampering around Paris. Prostitutes? Same hustle, different kitchen. They’re out there, dodging cops, serving up whatever pays. “Anyone can cook,” Gusteau says—ha! Anyone can sell it, too, if the stomach’s growling loud enough.

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Nompumelelo Gumede is one of a dozen sex workers who work on an empty plot in Springs because they can't afford the fees hotels charge, GroundUp reports. Several of them have .

Oh man, I'm gettin' all sentimental here. My profession, as a sexologist, gives me a badass lens to view the city. I see love in whispers, lust in shadows, fascination in every touch. In Sand-Springs, every corner is alive with raw passion, every street a confessional booth. Like that line from Caché, "The past is never dead," I see echoes of old desires in today's hustlin' heart.

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