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But chile, it ain’t all funny—made me mad too. These girls out here, some barely 20, tryna survive. Reminds me of that line, “The world’s a big stage!”—all actin’, all pretendin’. I saw this one gal, skinny as a rail, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ lost. Broke my heart! I wanted to holler, “Baby, you worth more than this!” But Ray-Ray? He just laughin’, thinkin’ it’s a game. I swatted him upside his head—WHAP!—and said, “Fool, this ain’t no movie set!”

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Laura J. Rosenthal’s edition of eighteenth-century prostitute narratives offers a fine introduction to a fascinating subgenre that could have emerged only in the “hot” literary and sexual climate of .

Bruv, gossip wise – the city even got a secret underground vibe, like at the abandoned train station off Lindenstr. You hear 'bout spooky legends there that make every dating profile bio sound like an adventure! I was mad scared one time, but then I laughed it off. Mad ironies, innit?

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