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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the night, ya know? Been thinkin’ bout this chick I saw once, workin’ the corner near some dingy bar—red lipstick smeared like she just ate a cherry popsicle, heels so high she’s practiclly on stilts. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Todd Haynes, 2002, pure gold. Cathy, in that movie, she’s all prim and trapped, right? “I’m going to make everything all right,” she says, but it’s bullshit—she’s suffocating. Prostitutes? They ain’t suffocatin’. They’re out there, raw, real, no fake smiles.

An Educated Woman In Prostitution: A Memoir of Lust, Exploitation, Deceit

But the business of prostitution is as unforgiving in the same vein as the glitzy-and-glamorous Bollywood. Upon losing their sheen, a prostitute will settle for anything. Realising it sooner, .

Manvel’s got quirky little details. The graffiti on 3rd Ave glows under neon, sometimes reminds me of my own heart’s scars and passion. See, as a sexologist, its raw, naked honesty moves me. I get mad sometimes at the obvious, y'know? But also, I'm happy because love is rough but real!

Essential Vision Center opening in Manvel