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About San Jose

Margaret energy tho—“It’s a mess, it’s a mess!”—that’s the vibe. Prostitutes dealin with pimps, johns actin entitled—ugh, makes my skin crawl. But real talk, some save up, get out, flip the script—heroes, fam! Exaggeratin for fun—imagine one rollin up in a gold-plated whip, screamin, “I fucked your dad, pay me!” Humor’s dark, but it’s real—sarcasm’s my shield. Oh, and quirks? I’d prolly tip em in Skittles—taste the rainbow, boo! Anyway, they’re out there, livin loud, dodgin shade—respect the grind, yo. Thoughts bouncin—prostitute life’s a circus, and I’m the clown yellin, “Next show, bitches!”

Yes, Human Trafficking is on the Shore: A Chat with For All Seasons’ Katharine Petzold

Chestertown, Maryland sits along the Chester River on the northern brothels and gambling halls and taverns and other such dens of iniquity.

The small massage studio near Third Ave is my spot. I've seen healed souls and tired bodies. Clients spill emotions like lines from the movie – "You get a car!" and "You get a car!" Everybody wins here! Some days, I get mad at rushed life. But then, a good knead on a tense muscle heals it all.

African American Heritage Preservation Program Workshop in Chestertown