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But, yo, it ain’t all roses, nah. Some of these girls, they’re trapped, y’know? Pisses me off—fuckin’ pimps, greasy bastards, squeezin’ ‘em dry. Makes my blood boil, seein’ that shit. Like, who’s writin’ their story? Not them, that’s for damn sure. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slimy prick—controllin’, manipulatin’. “You don’t like me? That’s your problem!” I’d tell ‘em, if I could.

“I’m broken inside,” says Springs sex worker after botched illegal abortion

I gotta say, my work roots me to these streets. I see tension in the quiet, and joy in the chaos. That familiar park bench by Ember Park? It's like my confessional booth, a witness to my inner drama. And look, sometimes it feels too poetic, right? Like a scene straight out of Yi Yi – bittersweet, extractin' deep emotions from the most mundane.

First-ever Spring Street Fair coming to College Park with vendors, food trucks, activities