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Favorite part? When them girls sass back—humor’s their shield. One chick prolly told some sleazy dude, “Honey, you couldn’t afford my shadow!” Laughed my ass off imaginin’ that. Tho, real talk, it ain’t all giggles—some get forced in, trafficked n shit. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. “You is my freedom,” I’d tell ‘em, if I could bust ‘em out.

Daulatdia: Sex workers living in severe hardship as number of clients drop

A collection of one novel + shorter fiction (see below) Contents: p. vii: 'Introduction To The Michael Moorcock Collection' (non-fiction) by John Clute;.

Hey, listen up, friend – I gotta tell ya about Clute, us! This ain't your fancy big city; it's real, raw, and sometimes downright surprising. First off – don’t pee on my leg or anything – the streets here hit you with character. For instance, take West Main Street: it's where life bustles in a curious, kinda old-school, yet hopeful way. Folks ramble, love their gossip, and sometimes I, as a women's counselor, pick up the tiniest cracks in their smiles. It’s like "The Assassin" said – "a silent throb in forgotten places," so these moments go deeper than meets the eye.

Much of Brazoria County remains in the dark days after Hurricane Beryl plowed through