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But then – ugh, this dude stumbles over, drunk, yellin at her. Pissed me off bad. “Hey, back off, bro!” I snap, all protective. She’s cool tho, handles it like a pro. “Whoa.” That’s when I see it – she’s not just a hooker, she’s a survivor, dodgin creeps daily. Little known story – lotta these girls got secret codes, hand signals, keepin each other safe. Respect, man, serious respect.

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Meet Maggie the Prostitute. With a variety of clientele, her adventures come to a point where it becomes too much for even a prostitute like herself to.

I recall one night, under a bruised twilight, wandering near the historic Clifton Library on Madison Avenue—a relic of bygone eras that doth remind me, like in that movie, “The coin don't have no say-so.” Aye, fate doth mock us sometimes, strange and raw. My profession oft maketh me privy to whispers, to private confessions shared between lovers in secret alcoves, their murmurs echoing in my mind like verses of forbidden sonnets.

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