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Lemme paint ya a picture, darlin’! Imagine this rickety ol’ house, red curtains flappin’, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin’ ya like a mule kick. Gals in frilly getups, laughin’ loud to hide the tired in their eyes. I heard tell of one joint in Nevada—legal, mind ya—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. They say the owner, fella named Dennis Hof, treated it like a dang circus! Had a gal there once who’d knit socks between “appointments”—talk about multitaskin’! Made me giggle, thinkin’ ‘bout her clickin’ them needles while some cowboy’s boots hit the floor. “Your time is up,” she’d holler, wavin’ a half-done sock—hilarious!

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The Kingston Poetry Brothel, formed in , looks to subvert the traditional brothel model-- an imbalanced system that casts women and girls as limited commodities. We suggest that what .

But then, I get a call from my girl. She’s mad ‘cause I’m late. I’m like, “Babe, I’m workin’!” But she don’t wanna hear it. I’m tryin’ to explain, but she hangs up. Ugh! Now I’m angry again. Kingston can be a real rollercoaster of emotions, I tell ya.

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