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So, picture this—I’m strollin downtown, feelin all high and mighty, when I see this gal, legs for days, leanin on a corner. Reminds me of Mia’s wild energy, that “I’m not scared of you!” vibe. I’m like, “Girl, you out here hustlin like it’s nothin!” And she winks—WINKS!—like she knows I’m bout to drop some wisdom. Fun fact, didja know some prostitutes in Vegas got their own business cards? Like, legit printed cards with glitter—GLITTER, y’all! I was shooketh. Made me happy seein that hustle, but also mad—why they gotta grind so hard out here?

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female.1 The specific embodiment of this woman in Eliot's poetry is the prostitute who, despite innumerable fornications, never conceives nor gives birth. Whether she is an actual prostitute .

I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

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