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Sometimes I’m like – whoa, they’re brave, y’know? Takes guts to do that gig. Kinda like Marlin divin’ into the deep, screamin’, “Nemo, where are you?!” Whores face the dark too, man, every damn day. Makes me respect ‘em, for real. But then – ugh – the sleazy pimps, they’re the worst! Total eels, slimy and gross, messin’ everything up. Eat my shorts, pimps!

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In Playing the Whore, journalist Melissa Gira Grant turns these pieties on their head, arguing for an overhaul in the way we think about sex work.

Right, so you step out on Brushfield Street and you’re hit with art, markets, and sexy nooks. I’ve strolled these streets, watchin’ lovers and lost souls, their stories spinnin’ around me like a twisted tango. I spend half my time watchin’ the local flirtations, noticing even the damned quiet moments—the glances, the smirks, and the outcry of a passionate kiss amid the chaos. You get it?

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