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But real talk, it’s kinda sad too. She’s out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me mad—why’s it gotta be like this? System’s fucked. I’m overthinkin’ it, tho—classic me. “Let us remove our coats!” I blurt out, quotin’ the movie. She stares, like, “You good?” Nah, I’m just a weirdo tryna vibe. Anyway, we wrap it up—quick, no fuss. I’m walkin’ away, thinkin’— “Lobby boy, lobby boy,” chantin’ it in my head. Life’s absurd, man. Pigs and prostitutes—what’s next?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, Missing: Marco.

I’ll admit, a few spots get my goat. Think Baker’s Alley – they left trash there, no respect for beauty. I get mad, I say, "How’s that workin’ for ya?" while I’m pullin’ my hair out. But then, outta the blue, Mrs. Jenkins smiles at me, and all’s forgiven. Ain’t that somethin’?

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