Ellie Mcpherson Prostitute ❤️

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Little known fact—prostitutes pull this crap all the time. Fake injuries, scam insurance, cash out. Saw one gal in ’98, claimed a pimp “threw her down.” Turned out she jumped—high as a kite. This one? Same vibe. Motel clerk says she was screamin’ at some dude, prob’ly her “manager.” Happy? Shit no—wastes my time. But I’m laughin’ inside—she’s so bad at this. “You think I’m stupid?” I mutter, limpin’ round with my cane, poppin’ Vicodin like candy.

Disclaimer

James McPherson's 'An Act of Prostitution'. In five pages this short story is reviewed in terms of how he critiques the way in which the judicial system.

Downtown's a riot. I mean, Marcella Street buzzes 24/7. Peeps ramping up energy, and sometimes I get all nostalgic wonderin’ if I’m doin’ right as a family psych. Kids play near Riverside Park (twas a chill spot) and the big ol’ river, Larkspur, shines ghostly under the moon, reminds me of those deadly quiet nights.

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