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Findin a prostitute ain’t no Sunday picnic. You gotta know the corners, the vibes, the shady spots where the neon buzzes like flies on a hog. I seen it once, down on Peachtree, girl workin the block like she own it. Reminds me of that movie line, “What you sow, you reap.” She out there sowin somethin, honey, and it ain’t no garden flowers! Halleluyer! Made me mad, seein her so young, prolly somebody’s baby girl once. World done chewed her up, spit her out.

Oh brothel, where art thou?

Jun 7,  · A day later he took a phone call from an anonymous female saying that a woman in your motel was a prostitute and using the room as a brothel. “He went over there and evicted .

But then, I get a call. It’s my mom. She’s like, “Mijo, you forgot to pick up the groceries!” I’m like, “Ugh, mom, I’m busy!” But you know how it is. Gotta love the mom guilt. So, I rush to the store on Calle Muñoz Rivera. I’m in and out, grabbing whatever I can. I’m still covered in clay, looking like a hot mess. People are staring. Whatever, I’m a potter, not a model!

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