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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, man. Like, back in ’03—same year as the movie—there was this gal, Cherry, near the ol’ ribbit pond. She’d wink at ya, sayin’, “Maybe we’re not lost anymore,” all smooth-like. I was like, whoa, she’s quotin’ Sofia Coppola at me? Made me hoppy, I tell ya! But then—bam!—some jerk cop rolls up. Pissed me off big time. I’m like, “C’mon, lemme have my moment!”

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Randolph Trumbach was the first historian to argue that there was a thriving, gay male subculture in eighteenth-century London.

i got my share of moments here that made me mad, like when a client’s tantrum echoed in the echoey halls of the community center on Cedar. so grrr, but then – boo ya, for the kids laughing in the park near Wilkins – that totally turns my mood. its these vibs that i miss on dreary city days.

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