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Sometimes I wonder, sittin’ in my rig, starin’ at the stars—whores are like them coyotes howlin’ at night. Always there, part of the world, but folks act like they don’t see ‘em. “Call it, friendo,” Anton’d say, and I’m callin’ it: they’re tougher than us. Git-R-Done! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my left nut she’d outlast me in a bar fight.

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A night in the life of a cynical prostitute forms the basis of Ken Russell's portrait of the world's oldest profession. The prostitute Liz works on the streets of Los Angeles. She recalls her life in .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a Nose in Tome is a wild ride. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Kōen-dōri. I’m like, “Great, another day of sniffin’ out scents.” But today? Oh boy, it was a whole different ball game.

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