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About New York City

So, I’m cruisin’ the streets, right? Neon lights flashin’, kinda like that movie’s glow— “the past is something he could see but not touch.” That’s me, lookin’ for a girl who’s all business, no tease. I ain’t mad tho—straight cash, no games, that’s the deal. Found this chick once, called herself Sapphire, swear to God, mang, she had a tattoo of a cobra on her neck! Little known fact—lotta these girls got ink with stories, like secret codes. She told me hers was from some pimp she ditched—badass, right?

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Wai Word hosted the session with Caren Wilton on International Sex Workers Day -- this photo is on the homepage of the NZ Prostitutes'.

The downtown’s a maze of quirky alleys—Sutter Street, for example, where graffiti meets history. I love watchin’ the sparks fly in those hidden corners. Not many know that a retired sexologist (yep, me!) once organized a secret art meet-up there. Wild times, hahaha—so many secrets, so much passion. Street by street, every corner tells a story, every whisper counts.

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