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About May Pen

I like her, she tough, like me. But sometime, I sad – she stuck, no escape. “The Master” teach me, people lost, need help. I wanna help, but how? Give her kazakh cheese? No, she need more. Wery emotional, I cry little, then laugh – life crazy, y’know? Prostitute, she mystery, she queen, she ghost. Very nice!

Sleeping their way to freedom

I've read it as a teen so it was published latest at I remember that the boy grew up with his mum who was a sex worker dealing mostly with truck drivers.

Man, what a day! I swear, being a dispatcher in Bog-Walk is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. You think you’re ready for the ride, but nah, it throws you all over the place.

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