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I’m, like, over here thinking, “Why can’t we just, like, respect their hustle?” It’s work, okay? Dangerous work sometimes, but, like, they’re out there surviving. There’s this story from Amsterdam, in the Red Light District, where a prostitute started a blog, anonymous, and it went viral. She talked about her clients, the weirdest requests—like, one guy wanted her to read him bedtime stories in a British accent. I was like, “LMAO, seriously?”

The Murder and Dismemberment of Alan Canty

Her entrepreneurial efforts are laudable. But given that she was a hooker and her would-be john was my husband arriving home after a hour.

Grosse-Pointe is a small patch of heaven near Detroit. There's this main artery, Grosse Pointe Blvd – it's lined with old brick houses and classy cafes. Every time I'm ridin' down there, I think, “I drink your milkshake!” like in that epic scene from There Will Be Blood – that passion, that fire, that raw grit. I mean, you see it in every nook!

Life sentence possible for Grosse Pointe man convicted of sexually assaulting girl under 13