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About Jonkoping

Here’s a trick – check the dive bars, not the fancy joints. Prostitutes blend in there, sip cheap gin, waitin’. Little known story – this one time, I met Rosa, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her cousin who got busted in ’89, some sting op gone wrong. Crazy shit, right? Adds flavor to the hustle. I’m happy when they talk – real people, not robots. “You’re not the only one affected,” she says, quotin’ *Margaret* vibes without knowin’ it. Deep, man.

Days and Nights of an Anarchist Whore

She has worked with other prostitutes to form unions, has spoken in support of prostitution as a legitimate trade, and sees sex work as.

After work, I decide to hit up the Boo(se) Riverwalk. It’s beautiful, man. The sunset over the water? Stunning. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. Then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Get a room, people!” But it’s kinda entertaining.

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