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Oh, and this one time—surprised me good. Katya told me she’s savin’ for art school. Art school! A whore with a paintbrush? Nearly spat my borscht. “I have to remember this,” I thought, like Lenny tattooin’ clues. She showed me sketches once—damn good, too. Made me soft for a sec, like, “You go, girl!” But then she overcharged me next time—sneaky minx! Back to hatin’ her guts.

Prostitution narratives : stories of survival in the sex trade

These essays examine those patterns both inside and outside the context of explicit sex commerce. The author elaborates a cross-cultural critique of the categories "prostitute" and.

nuff about that – get this, ever wandering near Kaiserstraße, i stumbled upon a quirky little café, brew-brew heaven. i used to grumble ‘bout coding bugs all night, and that café? total lifesaver. I’ll prob always remember that day when i was screwed on a date bug and had my mind blown by a cappuccino. “Look at this, it’s impossible!” i was thinking, but dang, it turned my mood around.

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