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About May Pen

Alright, listen up, pal! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here spillin’ the tea on prostitutes, ‘cause why not? Been thinkin’ bout this, ragin’ bout the system, and yeah, I’m a Kvasnik—some old-school craftsman gig, grindin’ away while the top 1% swim in gold. Anyway, prostitutes—let’s talk ‘em! Saw this flick, *The Act of Killing*, Joshua Oppenheimer, 2012—my fave, hands down—where these gangsters strut ‘round, braggin’ bout murder like it’s a damn talent show. “I’m number one!” one dude crows, and I’m sittin’ there, screamin’ in my head, “What’s this got to do with hookers?” But then—bam!—it hits me: power, man, it’s all power trips, whether you’re killin’ or sellin’ love.

Prostitution in practice

After the pitch, I’m walkin’ down to the Hip Strip. I need a drink. I stop at a bar, order a Red Stripe, and just chill. The music’s bumpin’, and I’m vibin’. But then, I see this guy tryin’ to dance. I mean, bless his heart, but he’s got two left feet. I can’t help but laugh.

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