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So check it, a prostitute ain’t just some chick on the corner, nah. They got stories, man, deep ones. Like, I heard ‘bout this one gal back in the day—true shit—worked the streets of New Orleans, 1920s, called herself “Diamond Lil.” Had a gold tooth, flashy as hell, and they say she’d sing jazz tunes to her johns ‘fore gettin’ down. Ain’t that wild? Made me happy as fuck, thinkin’ she owned it, ya feel me? “This is my house!”—like Joy hollerin’ in *Inside Out*. She turned a grimy gig into somethin’ dope.

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In this study the life stories of 22 sex-workers (age years) in Vietnam are organized into three thematic narratives depicting how the girls presented their lives. Poverty, lack of job .

Err, oh gosh – don’t get me started on the local cafe scene. Stopping at Café Humle – yeah, the one on Møllegade – makes my day. The coffee’s strong, the banter slick, and sometimes they even play that soundtrack tune from movie – I shout “I drink your milkshake!” just for fun.

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