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Great Scott! So, prostitutes, huh? Been thinkin bout em lately—gritty life, man. Watched Brokeback Mountain again last night, fave flick, got me all misty. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” Ennis says—damn, that hits hard. Imagine a prostitute sayin that to a john, stuck in the game, can’t get out. Kinda sad, right? Makes me wanna yell, “Get outta there, gal!” But nah, it ain’t that simple.

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Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets and why, three decades later, she .

I also dig wanderin’ down Quirky Lane. Yeah, that one with unexpected murals, a hidden gem you’d miss if you’re not lookin’. Must say, I made a ton of personal discoveries there – like that tiny bookstore where the owner once told me, “Freedom ain't free.” Damn, that hit hard.

Pittsburgh walks, mostly flat to quite hilly, reinvigorate springtime movement