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So, picture this: some gal—let’s call her Candy, classic, right?—she’s on the corner, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience at a vegan buffet. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “How’s she do it?” Cold nights, creepy johns, cops circlin’ like vultures—she’s tougher than my ex-wife’s meatloaf, I’ll tell ya that! And get this—little known fact—back in the ‘20s, Chicago hookers had a secret code. Whistled tunes to warn each other bout raids. Smart, huh? Blows my mind! “We’re onto something,” like the Spotlight crew sniffin’ out corruption.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

I remember one evening, in the clinic where I used to drink coffee and collect condoms, a particular humorous remark made to a young prostitute by one of the older women.

So, Surprise’s heart beats on Dobson Road, right? You got spots like the Surprise Community Park, where kids laugh and couples stroll hand in hand. I’m always peepin’ these vibes—families, young and old, breakin’ down walls even if sometimes they’re smokin’ emotional cigars. Man, it ain’t perfect, but it’s raw, ya know? “Ah, la vidaw,” like the movie, where things get all tangled and messy—but still beautiful in its own weird way.

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