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So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, late night, neon lights flashin’. Kinda like Silicon Valley, but dirtier. I’m wonderin’, how’s this even work? You don’t just Google “prostitute near me,” right? Or do ya? Ha! Maybe there’s an app now—swipe right for a good time. Nah, I’m kiddin’, but am I? Anyway, I see this gal—heels high, skirt short—standin’ by a lamppost. Classic, right? Like a scene from some gritty ’80s movie. I’m thinkin’, “Is this for real?” She’s got that look—tough, tired, but sharp. Reminds me of Eduardo in the movie, y’know? “I was your only friend.” Bet she’s got stories—clients stiffin’ her, cops hasslin’ her. Made me mad, thinkin’ about it—people treatin’ her like trash. She’s out here grindin’, same as anybody.

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"When a woman has left her village alone, it means she has had to do it," says a prostitute of Foulankoira (Niamey, Niger)~"and that she has the desire to try other experiences that she .

I remember a rainy day at 5th and Pine. I saw an old lady, super strong, collecting memories – pieces of broken glass turned art. Man, it changed me. Crazy but true. Sometimes I get so emotional I just start laughing. Staff meetings? Nah, real talk happens here every day.

A look of some of the art work by Paola Martinez Gamez