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Sarcasm time—oh, suuure, she’s livin’ the dream, right? Nah, it’s rough, doll. Still, she’s got SPUNK—reminds me of me, bossin’ folks around at work. Little quirk? I’d totally overpay her just to chat—juicy gossip’s my JAM. “You love this shit,” I’d tease, movie-style, ‘cause she kinda does! Truth is, she’s realer than half the suits I manage. Prostitute’s messy, raw, human—makes ya think, huh? HA! Whaddya say, pal?

David Block, Writer, Filmmaker, Teacher

In this section, I posted some of my published articles about the continued mistreatment sex workers face.

Now, remember Main Street? Yeah, that warm, tree-lined corridor oozing vintage vibes. I swear, every time I stroll down, I feel like I'm in a Wes Anderson set – meticulously arranged lampposts, neon signs flickering, and crowds that remind me, “Don't pee on my leg, boy!” – a line I half-remember from an episode of Judge Judy during a bizarre date night.

Jury finds Ardmore attorney not guilty in forgery case