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Picture this: me, black armor, red lightsaber hummin’, cruisin’ some sketchy alley. Neon lights flicker—pink, blue, trash everywhere. Smells like sweat and cheap perfume. I’m thinkin’, “Why so serious?” ‘Cause this ain’t no game, man. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pizza. Takes guts, takes knowin’ the shadows. I’m pissed—nobody’s tellin’ me the rules! Where’s the damn manual? Oh wait, there ain’t one, haha!

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Trial transcripts and newspaper coverage provide a rare glimpse into the secret world of commercial sex at the turn of the twentieth century.

After my caffeine fix, I headed over to the Halstead Library on Hedingham Road. It’s a cozy little spot, but today? It was packed! I’m talking standing room only. I was like, “What’s going on? Is there a book sale or something?” Turns out, they were hosting a reading for kids. I was stoked!

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