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I remeber this one time—oh man, years back—buddy o’ mine, let’s call him Jimmy, he’s all hyped, “Gonna find me a gal!” He’s bouncin’ round like a dang puppy, made me laugh so hard I nearly cried. Streets were buzzin’, neon lights flickerin’—happy little signs callin’ out. And Jimmy? He’s clueless, askin’ randos, “Hey, where’s the action?” Got me thinkin’—dude, it ain’t a treasure map! Prostitutes don’t just pop up like “Hello, I am here!”—nah, it’s subtle, like “the wind that bends the bamboo.”

Breadcrumb

Most sex workers prefer the term “sex worker” over “prostitute” or “whore.” For one, the latter has derogatory connotations, and for another, it.

When I get to Nishi, it’s a mess. Lights are out, people are wandering around like lost sheep. I’m trying to direct traffic, but no one’s listening. I’m waving my arms like a madman. “This way! No, not that way!” It’s like herding cats.

Roberto Trincossi is the new president of AC Godo