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Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s a rough gig. Cold nights, dodgy punters - ugh, makes my skin crawl. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but I reckon she’s dodged a few fists. Still, she’s got that *Far From Heaven* vibe - “I’m trying to get through this,” y’know? Tough as nails, baby! Oh, and fun fact - some prossies in history? They bankrolled whole towns! Wild, innit?

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At on a recent morning, a prostitute named Maria, a native of Mexico, stands on the corner of Flower Street and Pacific Boulevard. She said.

I love wandering those back alleys, too. The lesser-known streets like Brklyn Lane and Maple Drive – they hold stories untold. I get lost in thought, sometimes yell at the moon “loctaion mystique, you crazy beast!” Lol, I know, insane, right? And the best part? Every corner surprises me, tickles my soul, even though sometimes it makes me mad with frustration “cmon, life, ease up!”

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