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Whores, dey ain’t just sex, nah, it’s survival, like Plainview diggin’ for oil. “I’ve abandoned my child!” – dat’s da vibe, sacrificin’ everythin’ for da grind. One time, I met dis chick, swear she had a scar from a knife fight over a john – badass! She told me, “Arnie, I run dis town,” and I believed her, ya? Had me shook – dese girls got power, hidden, dirty power.

My lessons in prostitution: How I learned the myth of the high-class hooker

Jennifer, an ex-addict and single mother who recently quit prostitution, struggles to maintain her sobriety. She buys a house but can’t find a job. With time and money running out.

I’m laughin’ bout this, ‘cause there’s Parc de la Concorde – overall chill park, tiny but brimming with secrets. Layin’ on the grass, starin’ at the sky, I swear the trees whispered, “go on, dance a jig” like, I dunno, some Coen brothers magic. And hey! The river Lesse flows fiercely nearby – so mesmerizing, sometimes I pause mid-code to watch its currents, thinkin’, “Man, life’s just a lot of flow, like, well, like Llewyn Davis’s tunes.”

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