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About Chicago

Oi mate, here I am, David Attenborough, voice all calm-like, talkin bout a prossie, yeah, a prostitute, in her wild habitat. Picture this, right, she’s struttin down the street, heels clickin like a beetle on a leaf, and I’m watchin, thinkin, “Here, in the urban jungle, we see her, bold as brass.” Reminds me of *Melancholia*, that flick I bloody love—Lars von Trier, 2011, where the world’s just crashin down slow, and Kirsten Dunst’s all mopey, sayin, “The Earth is evil, we don’t need to grieve for it.” Same vibe, innit? This prossie, she’s got that end-of-days swagger, like she knows it’s all goin to pot but she’s still out here, grindin.

Navigating the Sex Industry in California

A block area of Figueroa Boulevard in South LA sees hundreds of prostitutes, some barely out of their teens, plying their trade.

I gotta say, I get all jittery and emotional just recall an expedition through Beverly Hills – the glitz, the glam, the scandal! It was a perfect moment of exasperation when I nearly lost my cool at a frenetic intersection (S-n-o-w, no, wait – too many noises in my head!). My profession as a sexologist lets me peer deeper into these everyday passions; every flickering neon sign, every stolen glance on a sidewalk bench tells a story of desire and daring adventures. Quirky, amirite?

California firefighters prepare for wildfire season with aerial training