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About New York City

Oi, listen up, you lot! Me, Cersei Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, “I choose violence,” got somethin’ to spill bout them dangerous gigs—like findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t no fancy court talk here, just me, pissed off, ramblin’ to ya like you’re sittin’ across my wine-stained table. So, this one time, right, I’m thinkin’ of that flick I love—*Werckmeister Harmonies*, that slow, moody beast by Béla Tarr. Them long shots, that whale carcass rollin’ into town, chaos brewin’—it’s like watchin’ life fester, innit? Reminds me of scourin’ the stinkin’ alleys for a working girl.

Prostitution now has its own dating-style app – Yes, this is real

On April 6, , editors at The (Nashville) Tennessean sent me to cover a prostitution sting. I was 22 at the time, a first-year reporter.

As a masseur, I see things no one else notices. Clients always mention tension in the shoulders. I think of city life too. It’s like a puzzle. Every knot tells a story. "I have to believe in a world outside my own," as Memento says. Crazy, right?

Ruth Buzzi, famed as dowdy purse slinger on ‘Laugh-In,’ dies at 88