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About San Jose

So I stroll up, wood dust still on my boots, feelin’ cocky. This one gal, she’s got legs for days, smirkin’ like she knows I’m a sucker. “What’s your deal, big guy?” she asks. I’m thinkin’, *Don’t pee on my leg, lady*—I ain’t here for games. “Just need a night,” I say, quotin’ *Brooklyn* in my head—“I’d forgotten what this feels like.” She laughs, says, “Fifty bucks, carpenter boy.” Fifty?! I’m shocked—prices went up! Inflation’s hittin’ the streets too, damn!

Exiting Prostitution

public order. The reasons why prostitutionhas moved up the social and political agenda in recent years are discussed by Matthews in Prostitution.

I laugh, get mad sometimes at traffic on Birch, but always happy about its soul.

Matthew Shipp