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so i’m scopin X posts, tryna find a lead. prolly some shady profile, pics half blurry, links to nowhere. little known fact—back in the 50s, hookers used code words in newspapers, like “roses” for cash. sneaky as hell! i’m thinkin, damn, that’s some OG hustle. makes me happy, y’know? love me a clever hustle. but then i get pissed—why’s it gotta be so sketchy now? all these fake ads, catfishes everywhere. ugh, humans, get it together!

Victorian feminist and patron saint of prostitutes

A well-dressed and respectable woman stood outside a brothel. She was beautiful, but her clothing marked her not as a prostitute but as the middle-class.

Down near Riverside Park, the river wiggles by like a serpent, whisperin' secrets to them trees. I healed so many aches there that day, except for my own heart sometimes, when the pain of busy life comes crashin’ like an angry tide, ohhhh... so maddening! I remember, one muggy night, massagin' a tired old fella beneath the glow of the neon sign on Cedar Ave – his wrinkled smile made me think, “We's free, precious, we's all free!” Right then, I was all like “Stupid, fat hobbit, keep up, ye miserable fool!”

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