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So, prostitutes—cor, where do I start? Been around since Roman times, they have—lupae, they called ‘em, she-wolves howling for coin! Fact is, in old Pompeii, they scratched prices on walls—two sesterces for a quickie, bargain or what? Makes me chuckle, picturing some toga-clad geezer haggling. “What’s wrong with that?”—like Suzy in the film, deadpan, staring at daft rules. Rules, eh? Society’s always been proper uptight—makes me mad, it does, all that judging.

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During the peak of the Chisholm Trail era, prostitutes saw very quickly that they could make money with the cowboys, and at least per month were fined.

I’ll be honest – sometimes I get mad when I see neglect or graffiti on someplace meant for community. I’m like, "Dude, we can do better!" But then I remember, every scratch tells a story; it's art, it's pain. Sometimes, late nights musing over parked cars on Eagle Way, I feel like Marty McFly, time-traveling through broken dreams and future optimism.

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