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Now, *The Headless Woman*—that line, “It’s nothing, don’t worry,”—it’s what rich pricks say ‘bout sex workers. Nothin’ to see here, folks! But I’m like, nah, open your damn eyes! These are people, not trash. I knew this one chick—call her Daisy, ‘cause why not?—worked downtown Burlington. Sweet kid, funny as hell, told me once she’d sing showtunes to calm the nerves ‘fore a job. Made me laugh ‘til I cried—then I cried for real, ‘cause she deserved better. System’s rigged, man!

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Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Phew!” But then I get a call from my buddy, Ivan. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the plaza!” I’m thinking, “What now?” But I’m curious, so I head over to Plaza de la Revolución.

" Chicória " , onion and salad onion on a kitchen table, Santa Isabel do Rio Negro (E. Katz).