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About New York City

She’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Hustlin’ night after night—takes a special kinda crazy. Little known fact: back in ’89, a hooker named Ruby took down a mob boss—snitched with a smile, saved her own ass. Candy’s got that vibe, y’know? Could be a hero or a ghost by mornin’. Makes me happy seein’ her fight, but pissed too—why’s she gotta? System’s screwed, man, leavin’ folks like her hangin’.

The girls are waiting here for their clients.

She says her family in Soweto disowned her because she is a sex worker and could not identify her baby's father. Like many sex workers, she.

I gotta say, my work roots me to these streets. I see tension in the quiet, and joy in the chaos. That familiar park bench by Ember Park? It's like my confessional booth, a witness to my inner drama. And look, sometimes it feels too poetic, right? Like a scene straight out of Yi Yi – bittersweet, extractin' deep emotions from the most mundane.

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