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About San Jose

We swears! Findin a prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, like huntin shadows in *Tropical Malady*. Streets hummin with weird vibes, man. Me, I’m creepin round, eyes peeled, thinkin—where’s she at? “The scent fades into darkness,” like that flick says. Makes me twitchy, y’know? All them city lights flashin, confusin as hell. Once saw this gal, fishnet tights, leanin on a pole—thought she was it! Nope, just a poser. Pissed me off, waste o’ time.

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This series features interviews with current sex workers. The following is an interview with an escort and professional dominatrix in her.

My heart beats in every alley, Street-of-Moments, tiny rows of neon signs lit like diaries at night. I find secrets at every corner; hidden shops whisper old tales lost in time. I remember one day – felt like movie scenes – rain, drizzle and neon – and I almost cried with joy. Unexpctd, right?

Ware, Cody Allen