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Yo, Young Mula Baby! Check it, I’m sittin’ here, stockbrokin’ my ass off, tryna stack them green stacks, thinkin’ ‘bout Find a Prostitute—like, what’s good, fam? Market’s wild, up and down, like a chick workin’ the corner tryna dodge the cops, ya feel me? I’m vibin’ to *Ida*, that flick’s my jam—quiet, deep, nun shit, but real as fuck. “What’s hidden will stay hidden,” like them secrets them girls carry on the stroll, man, heavy shit.

Embodied Storytelling

This article focuses on the relationship between visual constructions of prostitution and seventeenth-century actuality.

The afternoon drags on. I’m juggling calls like a circus clown. One lady’s complaining about the potholes on Birch St. I mean, they’re bad, but c’mon, it’s not like we can fill ‘em with gold! Another guy’s asking about the best fishing spots in the river. I’m like, “Dude, just go to the bridge by Oak Park. Everyone knows that!”

Possible historic flooding event for Steinhatchee River within 24 hours