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So, she’s out there, heels clackin’, skirt so short I’m like, “Honey, where’s the rest?”—and I’m pissed, ‘cause dudes just leer, tossin’ bucks like she’s a vending machine. Gross, right? But she’s got this smirk, like she’s in on some cosmic joke, and I’m all, “Girl, you’re slayin’ it!” Little known fact—back in the ‘80s, some prostitutes in NYC ran a secret union, legit, swappin’ tips and dodgin’ cops. This chick prolly knows that history, workin’ her hustle like a boss.

Living Guide

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First off, I roll into the city, and it’s like, whoa! So many people! I’m used to the quiet rustle of leaves, not the honking of cars on Route 331. I mean, c’mon, can’t a guy breathe without a car zooming by? I was just tryin’ to find my way to the Tomigusuku City Hall. Google Maps was like, “You’re here!” but I was like, “No, I’m not!” I ended up on Kume Island Road, which is pretty, but not where I needed to be.

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