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Prostitutes ain’t all glitz—some stories gut ya. Heard bout this one gal, worked 20 years—20 fuckin years! Retired with a limp, sad as hell. Made me think—where’s their prophet, huh? No one saves em. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but fuck, it’s dark out there. You try findin one—nerve-rackin, thrilling, messy. “You’re learning, kid,” I’d tell ya, slow and deep. Go watch "A Prophet"—then hit the streets.

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Henrietta was a quiet, retiring, sixteen year old girl, who was contemplating a life of prostitution. She had completed the first year of high school but.

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