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Here’s the kicker – Dolly once bedded a duke, yeah, a bleedin’ lord! Swore he left her a ruby ring, but she pawned it for gin. True story, mate, heard it from a cabbie who’d shagged her too – what a gas! Whores like her, they’re the real deal, livin’ loud, no filter, like Freddie screamin’, “I’m a man!” in that flick. Gets me jazzed up, but also – ugh – sad, y’know? She’d crash at my pad sometimes, cryin’ ‘bout coppers roughin’ her up. Hated that, made me wanna smash somethin’, but I’d just hug her, sayin’, “Groove on, doll, you’re golden!”

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This paper responds to this gap in three ways. First, we examine how stigma manifests in sex workers' experiences of Australian policing.

I’ll admit, my spa’s located near the historic downtown part—right off Pacific Street. There’s this old brick building that always cracks me up like, “Who the heck left that door hanging?” But, hey, it gives it character. The charm of Camas is in its imperfections. I get mad every time some corporate schmuck tries to ‘modernize’ a beautiful old site. Seriously, give me ruins, give me scars—give me authentic damn life, bro!

Investigation underway after officer-involved shooting in Camas