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Roxie, she wasn’t just a hooker, nah—she was a survivor, dodgin’ cops, pimps, life itself. Reminded me of Gabita in the movie, scared but tough, y’know? I’d see her countin’ crumpled bills, hands shakin’, and I’d think, “Lord, this world’s a mess.” Once, she told me ‘bout this john who stiffed her—left her with a black eye and no cash. Pissed me off, man! I wanted to find that bastard, give him a piece of my mind—or my fist. “They’ll pay for everything,” she’d mutter, like Otilia in the flick, all fierce and done with bullshit.

>SeaTac Hookers

SEATTLE — A vanload of church volunteers drove along a main street in north Seattle one night last month with sandwiches, water bottles and blankets for homeless people. They didn't find .

I luv this town, but sometimes man, it gets on my nerves too. Traffic? OMG. Some mornings, sittin' behind the wheel on 200th St, you wanna scream. And then you've got the incessant construction noise – ya gotta feel the irony when you're tryin' to hear your own heartbeat during a deep tissue massage. And yet, that’s life in SeaTac – unpredictable, raw, and strangely beautiful.

East Coast hotelier enters Seattle market with purchase of SeaTac property