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I ask her rate—fuck, it’s steep! “You’re chargin’ what?!” I’m mad, but she’s cool, “Quality costs, ET.” Fair. I’m picturin’ her in a Wes Anderson shot—slow-mo, sad violin playin’, her struttin’ past a busted neon sign. “I always wanted to be somebody,” she says, quotin’ Margot’s vibe. Deep, man. Makes me wonder—how’d she end up here? Prolly some tragic backstory, like Royal ditchin’ the fam.

Sex workers mobilise in Cordoba City, Argentina

I'm a masseur, bro, so I notice tension in more ways than one. The warm sun, the cool breeze – it's like my hands read the city's soul. My clients always say, “Dude, your touch is magic!” And I be like, “They ain't seen it yet!” 'Cause every day in Cordova, I get a feel for life, the highs and the lows.

Net Your Problem returns to Cordova May 7-17