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About Uppsala

Oh, and—ha!—I saw this dude, thought he was slick, tryin’ to haggle like it’s a flea market. Got shut down fast! Made me laugh so hard I dropped my carrot stick. Gotta respect the hustle, though, right? I’m ramblin’ now, but man, it’s heavy, doc. I’m just a bunny, but I see it—folks out here, they’re survivin’, like Jean-Dominique writin’ his book, blink by blink. “I am here,” he said, and they’re here too, fightin’. Gotta hop off now—stay outta trouble, doc!

So you want to book a sex worker?

Hailed as a virtuoso writer and a “revolutionary whore,” Grisélidis Réal (–) chanced into prostitution at thirty-one after an upper-class upbringing in.

Then, I get a call from my buddy, Dave. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta check out the new café on Elm St.” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m knee-deep in grease here!” But curiosity got the better of me. So, I’m off to Elm St.

Hooray for Price-Gouging, Boo for Monopoly