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Angers me, it does—pimps takin’ cuts, leavin’ ‘em with scraps! We hates it! Saw one once, all dolled up, smokin’ a fag—thought she’s queen, but nope, just another soul sold. Happy though? Hah! Made me chuckle—her thinkin’ she’s free, struttin’ like she owns it. “You’re nobody!” I’d hiss, like them guards in *A Prophet*. Surprised me, too—heard some prossies got tricks, yeh? One’d slip a blade in her garter—sneaky, deadly! Stabbed a john once, ran off laughin’. Wild, innit?

Chapters in this book

So far we've discussed a lot of edge cases in this series, a prostitute, a handmaiden who was cast aside by her masters, a prophet who was.

Then there’s Joppatowne Park – seriously, it's my hangout zone. I love runnin’ errr… I mean, takin’ a stroll there when I'm not debuggin' code. The park’s sprawling green goodness, a neat little lake in the middle – reminds me of that scene from A History of Violence. “I want what I want!” kinda vibe, ya know? Hah.

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