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About Ettelbruck

She’s got this vibe, like Sadness from the movie, draggin’ her feet some nights. “Sometimes you just need to cry,” she’d prob’ly say, if she wasn’t so damn tough. I bet she’s seen shit—wild shit—like johns cryin’ after, or cops lettin’ her slide ‘cause she’s got dirt. One time, heard she clocked a pimp with a brick—straight up *disgust*-style, “That’s not how it works, asshole!” Blood everywhere, motherfucker, and she just walked off laughin’.

Gentlemen’s Club Bangkok

This book does not attempt to 'make sense of prostitution' in the con- ventional sense. The 'making sense' to which the title alludes is not in fact.

As the clock ticks down, I get a call from my buddy. He’s at the park on Boulevard de la République, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come! There’s a food truck festival!” I’m torn. Work or food? But let’s be real, food wins every time.

Obituary for Merl Leroy Pierce