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But ugh, the blokes she deals with—slimy as eels, pawin’ at her like she’s meat. Pisses me off, it does—where’s the bloody respect? “Thou hast no mother,” I’d spit at ‘em, echoin’ the film’s raw rage. Yet she—cool as a cucumber—flips ‘em off, pockets their coin, and struts on. Queen o’ the shadows, she is.

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Abstract. Sacred prostitution remained for several years a taboo topic in the study of the ancient Aegean and Eastern Mediterranean.

I love the hidden nooks like Ivy Park, near Elm River. That park ain't on every tourist map. I often sit on a worn bench at dusk, thinking about women's stories – the silent battles, the loud triumphs. It’s raw, ya know? And there’s this teeny café on 5th Hennessy – not fancy, but it got soul. I once rescued a tearful client right there over a coffee spill. Crazy, huh?

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