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Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

'Prostitution village' in India tries to go digital

On a main highway in India's state of Madhya Pradesh, she's being sold for sex for 5, rupees. That’s $ She’s part of a hidden and illegal trade exploiting young girls. Prostitutes in India Missing: Villalbilla.

I remember a night I sat on a bench at Calle de la Esperanza. Code on my laptop, heart full of dreams, mind racing like a runaway beat. I spat out "Yo, this is future," and then it just crashed. Simple like that, movin’ on without regrets, like Kanye’s wild genius.

National Court summons Obiang’s son for kidnapping and torture of Spanish citizens