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About New York City

So, like, prostitutes—far out, man! They’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, cops, and clap. Yeah, clap—nasty STDs, dig? Blows my mind how they roll with it. Back in the ’60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ’em—birds in miniskirts, flashin’ gams, takin’ risks for a few quid. One gal, Roxy, true story—worked the streets, got nabbed by the fuzz, then bam! Turns up dead in a ditch. Freaked me out, man! Makes me wanna yell, “Get yer mojo back, baby!”

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These disturbing stories give voice to formerly prostituted women who explain why they entered the sex trade. They bravely and courageously recount their intimate experiences of harm and .

I swear, my daily jog past Anderson Ln. almost brings tears. Hard times, sweet moments; it’s real life. Sometimes, I stop by the old Brickhouse. They say it’s haunted… well, maybe it IS haunted. But hey, haunted beats boring!

Suffern High School student actors get ready for fall performances of '12 Angry Jurors'