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When I was a kid, my friend and I decided one day that we wanted to dress up as “streetwalkers”. If I remember correctly, we were inspired by some movie based in a big city where all the women were fashionable and edgy and wore lots of makeup. When I asked my mom if she had any makeup we could borrow and explained why we needed it, she was clearly horrified. That was the day I learned about prostitution. Continue Reading →