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She’d probs say, “The past is a rope,” like in the film—tyin her down, no escape. Me? I’d cut that rope, precious! Watched her once, hagglin with a punter—voice all raspy, eyes dead. Made me sad, then mad—why’s no one savin her? “We’re all alone,” Almodóvar’d whisper, an’ he’s right! She’s alone, I’m alone, milkin them bloody cows at dawn. But least I got dignity, eh? She’s out there, freezin her tits off, skirt hiked up—pathetic!

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I wanted to see sex workers walking shows and modeling in the campaigns for the clothes that were inspired by our very lifestyles. And who was.

You gotta peep at the quirky neighborhood of Zrikholm. It’s off the beaten track, full of odd little boutiques and street art that make me happy ’cuz it reminds me: “The world is full of surprises, honey.” But, man, the traffic on 12th Street near Bækvej is INSANE, like a storm of honking non-stoppers. So frustrating sometimes, just like life, right?

Leo Porter, 84, Oshkosh