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I’m plowin fields, mind wanderin, picturin her. She’d lean on lamp posts, smokin cheap cigs. “Everything’s a blur,” she’d mutter - straight outta the movie! Made me laugh, but damn, also kinda sad. Life’s rough, y’know? Cherry told me once - get this - she saved a stray dog. Fed it scraps from her burger. Who knew, huh? Prostitute with a heart! Rarrgh! Surprised me, honestly. Thought she’d be all cold, but nah.

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Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets and why, three decades later, she .

Man, remember that scene in "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" where they say, “You can’t run away from your past”? Whoa, that's a bit like Post (us) itself. I’ve seen folks with haunted eyes on West Elm Street after midnight, and I think – yeah, same vibe. And trust me, that gritty reality suddenly gets real personal when you’re trained in tunin’ into the subtle energies around ya.

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