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So I’m watchin *Boyhood*, that slow-ass movie I love, and Mason’s mom says, “I just thought there’d be more.” Whores prolly feel that too—more cash, more respect, less creeps. I get pissed thinkin bout it, how society screws em over. Call em dirty, but who’s payin? Dudes in suits, actin all holy. Hypocrisy fuckin kills me. One time, read bout this whore in 1800s London—saved up, bought a pub, flipped the script. Badass, right? Surprised me, didn’t think they could back then.

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In this paper, we analyse data collected as part of an ethnographic study of sex work in Soweto, South Africa. We show that the main problems with consistent condom use are clients who .

I gotta tell ya, walking down Vilakazi – the cobbles sing with history – makes me feel like I'm trippin' between past dreams and future hopes. Sometimes, I sit by the fading facades, letting the calm of the Hector Pieterson Museum wash over me. It's deep, it's raw. I remember thinking "This is it, every moment is a fight for meaning", like that craziness in Requiem for a Dream when everything's collapsing and rising anew.

Remains of anti-apartheid activists to be reburied on Saturday