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About May Pen

Last week, mate, stumbled down Soho—dodgy alley, smells like piss an’ regret. Saw this bird, legs fer days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Wotcha, love?” she goes, smirkin’. Made me happy, her sass, like she owned the night. We swears! Took me back to them movie scenes—sweaty, close, real. “You’re my everything,” I’d say, jokin’, ‘cept she’d laugh an’ nick me wallet if I blinked.

Of Prostitution and Port Cities: A Conversation with Liat Kozma

First off, I hit the streets of Rue de la Mer. Beautiful, right? But lemme tell ya, the seagulls here are like little flying ninjas. I swear one swooped down and almost stole my breakfast! I mean, c’mon! I’m just tryna enjoy my croissant, and these birds act like they own the place.

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