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Nevada's Minimum Wage Sex Workers


Her name was April.

She was a cute girl with trendy glasses and a mouth like a sailor.

She was a pretty heavy drinker, didn't take any crap from anyone, and had a tattoo of an angel situated in the most pleasant of places. Similar in style and position of the tattoo that movie actor Asia Argento is showing off in this old Rolling Stone cover.

April and I dated for a few months in the summer of 2002, and during that time I learned quite a bit about the life of a sex worker. April, you see, was a stripper.

A Ridiculous Amount of Money

I suppose it suited her, given her rebellious attitude, desire for nice things, and her God-given attributes that made most men drool like the savages we are.

Now April wasn't trying to save up for college, nor was she in some kind of dire financial situation where she needed to raise a lot of money in a short amount of time. She didn't come from a broken home, she wasn't abused by a former jealous boyfriend and she wasn't supporting a dangerous drug habit.

No, April worked as a stripper because she was able to make a ridiculous amount of money. She made no apologies for it, and I suppose it was that attitude that made me like her so much.

April also lived well. She pulled in about $70,000 a year and had few responsibilities beyond taking care of her incredibly docile pet pit bull named Daisy. So most of the money she made she used to buy nice things, take long vacations and eat out at fancy restaurants.

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