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So, I reckon, prostitutes got this hustle, yeah? Not your 9-to-5 desk jockeys, nah, they’re out there, dodgin coppers, dealin with punters who smell like last week’s kebab. Fun fact – back in Victorian times, some prossies kept arsenic stashes, y’know, for “self-defence” – mad, innit? Imagine that pitch: “Fancy a shag? Mind the poison!” Cracked me up when I read that, proper dark humor, love it.

Images from Schlesinger Library

Identifying victims of violent crime as “prostitutes” has a distancing effect: it makes “normal” women feel safe. This good girl/bad girl binary interacts with the normal man/client binary to.

We shall fight on the beaches of every street corner! Like in "In the Mood for Love"... "Feel the sorrow of a lonely heart" – as if our pain can be washed away by the gentle trickle of nostalgia. Here, you'll find the charming Park of Dreams (ok, so it’s really Riverside Park, but it feels more magical) where families and old-timers share secrets under the vast, forgiving sky along the Rio Bonito. And hey, if you love quirky little nooks, the back alleys of Southside with their graffiti and hidden murals—there’s art that bleeds history, raw and unfiltered.

Deming patrolman arrested by State Police