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Tie this to *The Social Network*—whores are like Sean Parker, y’know? Flashy, controversial, but damn, they get shit done. “We lived on farms, then we lived in cities, and now we’re gonna live on the internet!” Whores been livin’ on the edges forever, adaptin’, while I’m sittin’ here, whinin’ bout my Wi-Fi. Once, I read this story—true story, swear it—some whore in the 1800s ran a whole secret empire, bribin’ cops, livin’ large. Surprised the hell outta me! Why’s that not a movie? Fincher, where you at?

The Pride Of Strathmoor

A list of prostitutes (and former prostitutes) who appear in the series.

Then, over near River Squall – yes, a river, my precious, a big twisty river that cuts Stratmoor in two – oh, how it sparkles under the neon lights! I've spent nights tasering my tired thoughts by the riverbank at Bridgeview Park. Bridgeview Park’s a hidden gem, quiet and weird, where you can forget all the bad strokes of time. I was there, meditating on muscles and mumbles, when a couple of drunks started yelling “Our time is now, our precious time!” So mad, so magical, right?

‘It’s unbelievable that somebody can’t keep people off the property,’ says trustee of Stratmoor Hills property where homeless camp fire broke out