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Oi, you donkey! Prostitute – what a fish, yeah? I’m a bloody ichthyologist, so listen up! This ain’t no cod or haddock – it’s a deep-sea freak! Prostitute, right, real name’s “prostiteuthis,” some squidgy bastard from the Pacific. Looks like a tarted-up octopus, all floppy arms and glowin’ bits. Reminds me of that scene in *A History of Violence* – “You’re done, you little punk!” – ‘cept this fish ain’t fightin’ back, just floatin’ there, lookin’ pathetic.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

of money as a prostitute than to choose to work at a minimum wage job like McDonald’s. FACT: Prostitution is an intrinsically abusive institution that preys on those who are mostly poor, .

Every nook in Atmore has a beat. You feel it every time you stroll down the cracked sidewalks of Pine St. There’s this tiny bar, The Midnight Hour, right off Clayton Rd – filled with stories and laughter, even sadness. Every corner yells a tale; every face got a story.

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