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Oh, oh! Once, I heard this story—some lady in old London, right? She’d dress as a dude to dodge the cops! Sneaky, sneaky! I’d be terrible at that—too chubby, heh. “Is my butt an instrument?” I’d ask, waddlin’ away. Prolly get stuck in a window, screamin’—hilarious! Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and goin’ “Yo!” Nah, it’s like—secret codes, shady streets, all mysterious! Kinda cool, kinda spooky.

Woman working to help Worcester's prostitutes get off street used to be one of them

Now, neighborhoods? Pff, check out Newtown. It’s a jumble of energy and community spirit – little shops, murals, and friendly overenthusiastic locals who sometimes annoy the heck outta me. Ha! Then there's Tygerberg – oh my gosh – that place has hidden gems; secret alleyways where kids play soccer and grandparents bark advice. Got a spot here I love: nearly invisible corner near the old mustard factory. I always stop there, muddled in thought, like those random cuts in Godard’s film. Like, “Oh so cinematic, my friend!”

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