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Sarcasm kicks in—“oh, noble profession, huh?” Pfft, gimme a break. Yoda vibes, I lean into—“strong, you must be.” She was, tho—stood there, unblinking. Respect, I felt, weirdly. “A thing is a thing,” Godard’s echo hits. Thing, she ain’t—just flesh, breathin’. Huntin’ her, huntin’ escape, same diff.

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Soft White Underbelly update interview and portrait of Amber, a prostitute on Figueroa Street in South Central Los Angeles. more.

Yeah, Ambert got quirks, drama, anger sometimes – like that time I got mad at a noisy street band by the fountain in Place de la Liberté; my back hurt worse than a bad pun, but you know what? I just shook my head and laughed. Ain't no day too dark here.

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