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Alright, alright, I’m The Auctioneer! Here we go—prostitute, huh? Man, oh man, what a topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—prostitution’s the oldest gig, right? Been around forever, like, since dirt was invented! I mean, it’s wild—makes me all twitchy just ponderin’ it. You got these gals—and guys, sure—out there, sellin’ what they got, and society’s all “Oh no, how dare you!” but then half the hypocrites are sneakin’ around payin’ for it! Drives me nuts, the fakeness of it all!

Ambrose Burnside, The Sideburned Civil War Commander Who Didn’t Want The Job

With no safe place to call home, Ruby is desperate to fit in with the tough crowd. She spends her teenage years sleeping around and drinking in the park, and by the time she is sixteen, .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m the Master of the Forest, right? But today, I found myself in the concrete jungle of Burnside, NZ. Yeah, you heard me. Burnside. Not exactly my usual vibe, but hey, life’s full of surprises, right?

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