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Gets me ragin’, tho, how folk sneer at ‘em—prostitutes, I mean. Hypocrites, the lot! We’ll fight the snobs on the benches, we’ll fight the prudes in their pews! Ain’t they human? Bleedin’ hell, they’re out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ coppers, while toffs sip gin in Mayfair. Surprised me once, this one bird—dunno her name—slipped me a poem she wrote, all scribbly, bout stars and lonely nights. Nearly bawled, I did—*Her* vibes again, “The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Deep, innit?

A B.C. woman talks her life in the sex trade

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I love Creston’s little alleys: they whisper, “You gotta look closer.” The corners of Sunflower Court, for instance, make you feel like life is a ziip! I once sat there, scratchin my head, wonderin “Why all the rush? Yi Yi: A One and a Two... aha!” and laughed a silly laugh.

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