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D’oh! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, right? Like, where do ya even start? Mmm… donuts. I’m picturin’ it now—me, stumblin’ round Springfield, lookin’ for some action, prolly trippin’ over my own feet. Reminds me of *Before Sunset*, ya know? That flick where Jesse’s all, “I keep thinkin’ bout ya,” chasin’ love in Paris. But me? I ain’t chasin’ no deep romance—just a quick “hey, how’s it hangin’?” with some gal who’s seen more streets than a freakin’ map.

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Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets.

But then, I get this wild idea. I’m like, “Screw it! I’m takin’ a break.” I grab my hat and head out. The vibe is electric! I’m dancin’ with strangers on Rehov HaRishonim, and it feels amazing. I even bump into this old lady, and she’s like, “You got moves, young man!” I’m blushing, but also, I’m like, “You should see me with a barrel!”

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