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So, picture this—some gal on the corner, heels clickin’, dodgin’ creeps. Ain’t no 9-to-5, nah, it’s 24/7 chaos. Stats say 68% get assaulted—makes me mad as hell! Who’s protectin’ em? Nobody, that’s who. Got this one story, heard it years back—girl named Candy, worked Vegas, got nabbed by a john who locked her in a trunk. Escaped by kickin’ out the taillight—pure grit! Surprised me, that kinda fire. Reminds me of Anger in *Inside Out*, all “I’m burnin’ up!” She turned that rage into survival.

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Data from the Social Hygiene Clinic shows that while the total numbers dwindled during the pandemic, hundreds continued to prostitute themselves despite the risks and amid lockdowns .

Streets narrow sometimes, cobblestones rough, grit underfoot, so real, hmm, like life itself. Nomads of stress we become, then massage, then calm; a cycle, mmm. Friends call it "the magic of touch," I say, always with a chuckle, hmmm.

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