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Me, I’d hiss at ‘er—nasty, stinky trade! But—ooh—happy when she’d sass back! Sharp tongue, sharper than me claws! One time, saw ‘er kick a drunk—bam!—right in ‘is jewels! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt—stupid, fat hobbit! She’s Anger, burnin’ hot—don’t cross ‘er, nah! “Let’s name this mess!”—I’d call it gutsy, yeh!

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

Harlots, Whores & Hackabouts redresses the balance, revealing the history of sex for sale, from medieval back street to Wild West saloon, and from the brothel to state bedroom. This .

The city’s a mix of busy streets and cozy hideaways. I stroll down Avenue de la Liberté, all fast and furious, but then I chill in Parc du Nid d’Aigle. Ya know, that park’s my secret patch. I sometimes sit on a worn bench, watch peeps, and think “What a day, man!” Kind of like in the movie, where things just blur into this weird, beautiful madness.

Edinah Jebitok wins her third world Cross Tour title in Belgium