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Talkin’ to ya, feels real—prostitutes ain’t just “whores,” man. People, they are, stories deep as the ocean. Pisses me off, the shame thrown at ‘em. “A new world, strange and perilous”—Malick’s words, perfect for this. Life’s messy, wild, unfair—prostitution’s just one ugly slice. Love the grit tho, the fight in ‘em. Yoda digs that, hmm?

There were 164 arrests for prostitution last year in the area.

I remember sittin' at The Velvet Room, a quirky little joint on Maplebluff Rd., having a heart-to-heart with a couple months back. Boy, was it a rollercoaster. As a sexologist, I see all kinds of raw, human truths just buzzin' in the air—stories of love, lust, and heartbreak. It’s like every corner of this city hides a secret, like some cloud of memories floatin' above. And sometimes, I swear, you can almost hear faint echoes of "Brooklyn" whispering, "I'm going back to Brooklyn"—that haunting longing in your soul, ya know? Classic Crowley vibes, baby.

Nanaimo creates water safety education team for city’s beaches