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Here’s the deal—web says it’s risky biz. X posts? Full of johns braggin, idiots. Don’t trust em. Stick to shadows, keep it lowkey. Ever tried findin one in a blizzard? Happened to me—snow everywhere, couldn’t see shit. She pops outta nowhere, “Follow me.” Like the movie, man—eerie, hypnotic. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it FELT epic.

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This book is about broadsheet newspaper stories of prostitution. It was a project which began with a specific concern to document what the Irish and British.

Lemme say – I get pissed off sometimes, too. Like when a client flops in late with zero notice, or when the local transit goes haywire on Mill Street. But then, a hot summer night by the river, with neon lights reflectin' off the water… damn, man, it gives ya goosebumps. That’s why I love it here – it's unpredictable like a beta test gone wild.

Geena Davis Can’t Count How Many Times She’s Reread Zola