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Then—bam—some drunk asshole yells, “Get a room!” Pisses me off, bro. Mind ya business! I’m tryna live, not hurt nobody. She shrugs, says, “Happens alla time.” I’m shocked—how you so calm? She’s like, “Survival, baby.” Damn, that hit me. *Hurt Locker* again—“You’re not ready to die.” She ain’t either, just grindin’.

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The book is a lucid record of Charlotte's experiences as a sex worker in New York, and a study of sex, wealth, power and attraction.

After that, I decide to check out the Shimoda Aquarium. I’m a sucker for cute fish. I’m standing there, staring at these jellyfish, and I’m like, “Wow, they’re so graceful.” But then, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, really? At an aquarium? They’re fighting about who forgot to bring snacks. I’m just standing there, thinking, “Dude, you’re at an aquarium, not a snack bar!”

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