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Little story—heard ‘bout this gal in NYC, called herself “Velvet,” worked the Bowery back in ‘92. Cops couldn’t catch her—she’d vanish, poof, like a ghost. Prolly retired rich, stickin’ it to the man. Love that! Reminds me of Emma’s blue hair—wild, untamed, “I’m not scared,” she’d say. That’s the spirit I see in this world—rough, real, human.

Laws on Prostitution and Sex Work in Malaysia

Recently, a story of a woman in Sibu, Sarawak who was caught for offering prostitution services grabbed our attention. The ‘wait, what?’ moment in the story is that the person who asked her .

Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! I’m standin’ there in the dark, meat in hand, like a deer in headlights. I hear Kenji yellin’ from the back, “What’s goin’ on?!” I’m like, “I dunno, man! Maybe the meat gods are angry?”

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