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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this “whore” business like I’m Judy—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. So, “whore”—what’s the deal? It’s a word, sure, but it’s loaded, ain’t it? Tossed around like cheap beads at Mardi Gras. Me, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—it’s old as dirt, goes back to them Bible days, probly even before. Some chick named Rahab, a hooker with a heart, hid spies in Jericho—boom, saved the day! Little known fact: she’s in Jesus’s family tree. Whaaat? Yeah, blew my mind too! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I’m tellin’ ya, history’s wild.

July 11, 2012 — A life they don't want — Kalamazoo Street sex workers tell their stories

When a man finally offers a ride, she knows it’s not out of chivalry or kindness — it’s for sex. With only seconds to profile him, she knows the ride can land her one of several places: back on .

Oh, and if I ramble enough, im gonna add a sprinkle of style: "This is, like, our world, man—divine even in its madness!" And, uhm, sorry, sorry, gotta mention that sometimes I'm so flustered, I drop typos like confetti:

‘No Mow May’ begins in East Lansing