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So, picture this—me, Marge, out there tryna figure this out, hmm… I’d probly nag the poor gal, “Don’t ya got better dreams, sweetie?” I’d be all up in her biz, wonderin how she ended up there. Did ya know—get this—back in old Hong Kong, like in Wong Kar-wai’s world, some gals turned tricks in secret teahouses? Sneaky-like, hidin from the law! Ain’t that wild? Makes me mad tho—society pushin folks to that edge, ugh, burns me up!

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There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, Missing: Vanves.

So, I’m sitting there, trying to salvage my sketches, when this guy walks in. He’s wearing a beret and has a mustache that could rival any French painter. He starts chatting me up about art and life, and I’m like, “Dude, I’m just trying to clean my coffee mess.” But he was cool, and we ended up talking for like an hour. Turns out, he’s a sculptor from Montparnasse. We exchanged numbers, and I’m like, “Maybe I’ll get a cool collab outta this.”

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