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So, anyway—me, Gollum, I’m sneaky, seein’ what normies miss. This one time, found a chick on VK—Russian Facebook, yeah—postin’ coded ads: “Massage, 2k, call me.” Massage my arse! Hiss! Rang her up, met in some dingy flat—smelled like borscht and regret. She was quick, tho—no chit-chat, just biz. “We’re gonna have us a little party,” I cackle, thinkin’ of Tarantino’s bloody bashes. Paid her, done, out—felt like a spy, precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe—but it’s Russia, everythin’s a damn drama.

The Red Light Website

I wanted to get a real look at prostitution, so I contacted Patricia West, the Director of SWOP (Sex Workers Outreach Project) Bay Area chapter.

Dude, the river – oh man, the twisted, gleaming Mission River winds through the city. I once had a freaky conversation on its banks about the complexities of love and desire, echoing the surveillance paranoia of that German movie – “The Lives of Others!” I was all, “You better respect privacy, damn it!” and then bam, I got emotional. I know, sounds weird, but that’s life in Mission-Bend for ya.

Deadly fire at Mission Bend group home not caused by heating issues