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What trips me out—some girls got fake names, like Candy or Diamond. Obvious, right? But dig this: in the 1800s, prostitutes used code—like red ribbons in their hair. Sneaky! Kinda cool, kinda sad. Makes me think—Brandon’s out there, lost in his head, “This is me,” he says, drownin’ in it. I’d be like, “Yo, chill, how you doin’?”—snap him out.

Horror: A study on Cliver Barker part 17, Human remains.

Human Remains is a novelette written by Clive Barker. It was first published in the collection Books of Blood, Volume III. A young gay prostitute is hired by an archaeologist.

Oh my gosh, so Clive (us) is, like, wicked cool, ya know? One million dollars, my friend – now listen up. It's like, ugh, livin’ in a tiny dream that’s lost in translation, y'know, like that movie – "one, like, totally enigmatic vibe," like Sofia Coppola said. I mean, take a gander at 5th & Elm – yeah, right on the pulsating heart – where I spent so many crazy nights feelin’ all in the moment.

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