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Me, I likes watchin’ people, yeh? Sneaky Smeagol sees it all. Them blokes staggerin’ out, lookin’ smug or ashamed—sometimes both! We swears! One time, saw a fella drop his wedding ring—clink!—right in the gutter. Made me cackle, precious—serves ‘im right! But then, them girls—eyes empty, like NJ in Yi Yi, y’know? “Why do we hurt each other?” movie asks. Brothels hurt, but they keeps goin’. Makes me mad—want to shake ‘em, scream, “Wake up, nasties!”

Birds of Shangri-La, Vol. 1

There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, .

Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m stuck with a half-cut head of hair and no clippers. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a barber with a side of chaos.” The lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But then, the AC dies. It’s hotter than a jalapeño in July. I’m sweatin’ bullets, and Mr. R’s just sittin’ there, chillin’ like it’s a spa day.

Pajaro Middle School reopening kicks off school year