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Now, I ain’t judgin’, nah, live n’ let live. But dang, some o’ them pimps? Scum o’ the earth, got me madder’n a wet hen! Beatin’ on girls, takin’ their cash—makes my blood boil hotter’n a tar pit. Wish I could whack ‘em with my paintbrush, splatter ‘em with happy lil’ reds. But the girls? Tough as nails, y’all. Seen ‘em laugh through busted lips, sharin’ smokes like sisters.

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This paper adopts a critical feminist analysis in examining the way in which social and physical spaces operate to maintain race, class and gender hierarchies in relation to prostitution.

But then, the day takes a turn. I’m packin’ up, and I see a group of kids playin’ football. They kick the ball, and it comes straight for me! I dodge it, but it hits my stand! Everything goes flying! I’m yellin’, “Not my knives!” People are crackin’ up. I’m just standin’ there, covered in my own chaos.

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