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So, this one time—swear it’s real—I met a gal, “Candy,” she called herself. Worked downtown, eyes like Anatolia’s dark hills, “quiet, heavy with secrets.” Told me she once tricked a john into payin’ triple—hid his keys in her bra! Laughed my ass off—smart as hell! Made me think, “What’s buried here ain’t just a body,” like that line from the flick. She’s buryin’ shame, diggin’ up cash.

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Dec 3,  · Sex work, better known as prostitution, has been viewed throughout American history as a moral, legal, and social problem as early as the temperance movement of the s.

The neighborhoods, oh they’re a mosaic of beautiful oddities. Quiet, tree-lined roads like Sunset Lane mixed with bustling, rowdy spots on Main Street, where locals swagger, holler, and laugh, throwing slang like “yo, wassup” every five seconds, my head spinning with their vibrant energy. Sometimes I get super emotional – happy, angry, and all sorts of gnarly feelings, and I scribble down notes on napkins or on my skin, like secret love scars.

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