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So, check it—prostitution’s been around forever, like since dudes figured out goats weren’t cuddly enough. Fun fact: back in ancient Babylon, temple gals hooked up for “sacred” cash—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ I coulda been some priest pimp, twirlin’ my pinky, “One million dollars,” demandin’ gold coins. Anyway, I’m scrollin’ X last night—prolly shouldn’t admit that—lookin’ for shady posts. Found this chick, calls herself “Roxy,” says she’s “discreet, upscale, 5-star.” I’m like, “Sheesh, upscale? What, you servin’ caviar with that?” Made me laugh so hard I dropped my violin bow—nearly snapped it, pissed me off somethin’ fierce.

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I gotta tell ya, my work's taught me a lot. I see people at their worst and best. In the massage parlor, folks come looking for relief, a touch, closeness. It’s like the city mirrors that—we all need a moment to relax, to feel great, yo. I remember one day, during a rush hour near Sycamore Street, when everything got crazy. Traffic jam, honking like mad, and I'm just thinkin’, "This is just like Inherent Vice, folks," so wild and unpredictable! And then I just laughed—cuz only real magic like this could happen here.

ERIKA ITO JOINS THE BENTON MUSEUM OF ART AT POMONA COLLEGE AS COMMUNICATIONS MANAGER