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But—argh!—what gets me blood boilin’ is them prissy folk judgin’ her. “Why’d you come back?”—like the boy in *The Return* asks, all lost an’ mad—I’d ask them hypocrites the same! They sneer, but half o’ ‘em sneak to her door at night, savvy? Makes me wanna keelhaul the lot! She’s just tryin’ to eat, like me scrappin’ fer rum—ain’t no sin in survivin’. Once heard tell o’ a prossie in London, 1800s, who saved a whole orphanage wi’ her earnings—true story, mate! Fed them kids when the toffs wouldn’t. That surprised me, aye, an’ I tipped me hat to her ghost.

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Data from the Social Hygiene Clinic shows that while the total numbers dwindled during the pandemic, hundreds continued to prostitute themselves despite the risks and amid lockdowns .

The river Glimmer flows near Old Oak Park. I love that place ’cuz nature kisses ya here. The water splashes, the trees talk, I guess. It’s quiet, but loud in feels. I once got mad here. It rained so hard, and leaves danced like crazy. I was like, "Ugh, why so soggy?" And then I laugh 'cause, hey, it's art, like in the film.

Progress evident at new EFD headquarters