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So, picture this—I’m droppin from the sky, chute open, wind screamin past me. Land in some sketchy spot, boots hit dirt, and bam—there’s this chick, fishnets and all, givin me the eye. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Findin Nemo*. You know, “Just keep swimmin,” right? Except she ain’t swimmin, she’s struttin—lookin for a john. And I’m like, whoa, what’s her story? Where’s her reef? Her clownfish fam? Lost in the big ocean, maybe?

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This book systematizes the body of growing knowledge around language and sex work from an interdisciplinary lens. It is key reading for scholars, policymakers.

Smeagol style, yes precious, it's all summing up like “We swears, it’s our treasure,” our own little masterpiece. Rowlett ain't perfect, oh no, it's messy and quirky, a bit like life itself, full of moments that let you laugh, cry, and gasp spur-of-the-moment. Imagine me ranting near a tree or a lamppost – err, my mind be driftin’, haha, sorry!

Rowlett police officer shares his story of rescuing suspected drunk driver from burning car