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So, prostitute — not just some streetwalker stereotype, nah! These folks got stories, man, layers deeper than a motherfucker like me screamin’ at the world! I’m talkin’ bout this one chick I heard about — swear to God, this shit’s wild. Back in the ‘90s, she was workin’ Times Square, right? Before Giuliani fucked it all up with his clean-up bullshit. She’d stash cash in her damn wig — like, who thinks of that? Little known fact, motherfucker! Cops friskin’ her, missin’ the loot every damn time. Smart as hell, made me laugh my ass off when I heard that shit. “Let the past stay in the past,” Monty’d say, but she was livin’ it, stackin’ bills while the city crumbled.

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Otis, Leah Lydia., Prostitution in Medieval Society: The History of an Urban Institution in Languedoc (University of Chicago Press, ).

Oh, and the parks – wow, the parks! Parc des Vents swirls alongside an ancient river, the Ruisseau des Âmes. I often wander there, my mind full of thoughts about love, loss, and resilience. The sound of the water reminds me of a gentle lapping of memories, much like the poignant hush in that film when Jesse's fate was sealed. Haven't ya ever felt that when the wind softly sobs through the trees?

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