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Now, here’s the tea: she takes him ‘round back, and I’m like, “Oh, Lawd, he’s done!” Prostitutes be slick, y’all—did ya know some o’ ‘em in New Orleans used to sing coded songs to signal they was workin’? True story! Joe don’t know that, he’s too busy pantin’. Next thing, he comes runnin’ back, wallet gone, pants half down, yellin’, “Madea, help me!” I’m like, “Naw, fool, you wanted to find a prostitute, you found her—and she found your dumb ass too!” Halleluyer! I’m dyin’ laughin’, but also hot as a skillet—why these men so stupid?

6: Testimonial from the Jewish Association for the Protection of Women and Girls

(In France, prostitution itself is legal; taking a commission on a prostitute's earnings is not.) Accompanied by a squad of flics et fiscs .

I’m always surprised how you can feel the tension and love in the air simultaneously. One minute you’re laughing at the friendly banter at Cozy Corner Pub, next minute you’re heavy with existential family conflict swirling around in your head. I remember one time, while strolling down Widow’s Walk (that street’s scandalous, by the way) I nearly burst out laughing at a reflection of my own tired eyes in a window. Ugh, life, right?

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