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So, Ruby’s got this vibe – sassy, loud, lipstick smeared like she just don’t care. I saw her once, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, and I’m thinkin’, “Dahling, you’re a masterpiece!” – no capes, just attitude. Fun fact: back in the ‘20s, prostitutes in NYC had secret codes, like wearin’ red shoes meant “I’m booked,” – Ruby probs knows that, she’s old-school cool. Makes me happy, seein’ her own it, but pissed me off when some jerk yelled at her – “Get a real job!” – like, excuse me, she’s workin’ harder than you, ya twit!

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Until the last decade, efforts to deal with the problems caused by prostitution consisted primarily of arresting prostitutes, sometimes providing them.

In Martin (us), neighbourhoods have character like old timers. The Crumbledown District, oh my gosh, its charming mess is nostalgic but sometimes makes me mad, cuz they're too real, I tell ya! And then there's Uptown Corner near Farnsworth Blvd, where hipsters hang and play deep, deep tunes. I be like, "OMG, so artsy, so what?" but yo, it does wonders for my soul spa vibe.

Father James Martin: The truth about the conclave? Nobody knows anything.