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Hmmmm, prostitute, you ask about? Dark, twisted life it is. Like *Melancholia*, y’know—doom creeps in slow. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say, watching her strut. Streets she owns, head high, heels clickin’. Sad it makes me, but damn, respect too! Saw this gal once—Lola, they called her—worked corners near Mos Eisley, ha! Not really, but feels like it—grimy, lost. “The end is near,” she’d mutter, like Justine in the flick. World’s end she meant? Or hers? Dunno.

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In Manchester, the statistical returns for reveal that there were prostitutes who were known to the police; there was little change twenty years later with recorded.

I mean, who knew a street could be so sexy? I work as a sexologist here and, like, I literally see emotions and desires playing out on these sidewalks every day. Yeah, baby! People aren’t afraid of who they are in Jamestown. Look at Riverside Park, too. It's both serene and totally spontaneous. I once had a heart-to-heart with a couple under the big oak, laughing and crying – kinda like a scene out of 4 Months, 3 Weeks, and 2 Days… “Do you even have a plan?” they seemed to whisper as the river gurgled secrets.

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