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Oh, and the cash? Psh, they ain’t takin Venmo, honey! Cold hard bills, stuffed in a bra or somethin—hilarious but real. I’d prolly overpay, cause I’m extra like that, screamin, “You’re worth it, boo!” Prolly scare her off with my loud ass. Once, I heard bout this gal who’d sing to clients—fuckin opera!—before gettin down. Quirky as hell, made me cackle.

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I used to live in the street hooker area of Birmingham. They'd be out in the middle of winter in the tubes miniskirts and heels. Not much else.

All in all, Winters is raw, real, and sometimes utterly bonkers. And like that movie, it feels like you’re drifting between slowly unraveling mystery and some kind of twisted dream. So, buckle up, my friend, because when you come here, you'll be in for one wild, tactile ride.

Revisiting La Nina and winter snowfall