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Ain’t all roses tho—she’s dodged fists, cops, pimps. Makes me wanna scream sometimes. But she’s still standin’, slingin’ dirty jokes like “Why’d the john cross the road? To stiff me twice!” Sarcasm’s her shield, and I dig that. Me? I’d tell her, “Girl, you’re a damn legend,” but she’d just wink and hustle on. Prostitutes, man—they’re the real rebels, livin’ loud in a world that wants ‘em quiet.

'Brothel' raid in Worcester - two suspected prostitutes arrested

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Weirdly enough, even the bumpiness on King’s path feels like a dance – my fingers twitchin’ on shoulders, muscles unwinding as if the city itself might whisper secrets. Gah, my hands know all its flaws and charms! I even found a hidden mural on Maple near the river bend. Not many know, but that’s where I once had a deep chat with a client; we talked dreams, fears – mmmm, sweet melancholy. Luv it!

Fire hits three-decker on Hamilton Street in Worcester