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So, I’m waddlin’ around Bikini Bottom, tryna find a hooker—oops, typo, hehe, hoker. Nah, prostitute! And I’m thinkin’, “Where they at?” Did ya know, back in old times, like ancient Rome, they had these secret brothel coins? Called spintriae—fancy, huh? Blows my dumb starfish brain! Imagine me flippin’ a coin, goin’, “Heads, I get a gal; tails, I eat kelp fries!” Ha!

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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.

Look, I may be mental, but I see the city in layers. Therapy often showed me wounds and hopes hidden in plain sight. I see chaos as art, like nature creating its own script; each random conversation in a diner, every tear in Broadbent Park, and every giggle spilling onto the sidewalks are like a scene from that film—mysterious and wild.

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