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Talkin’ to ya like a buddy—met this chick once, “Candy,” swear her eyes screamed stories. She laughed, said, “I’m my own boss, Tony!” Made me happy as hell—self-made queen! But damn, the risks—cops, creeps, STDs—had me shook. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe, but feels like they’re dodgin’ bullets daily. *Tabu* whispers, “Love is a crocodile”—ain’t that the truth here? Dangerous game, man.

Prostitution narratives : stories of survival in the sex trade

Women wearing only "g-strings" while bending over in front of traffic has become an increasingly common sight in National City, California, as prostitution issues spiral after the implementation.

But then, outta nowhere, this old dude starts yelling at me. “Hey! No fishing here!” I’m like, “Chill, grandpa! I’m just observing!” But he’s not having it. I’m trying to explain, but he’s waving his cane like a sword. I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m not here to steal your fish!”

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