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Yet I still cannot believe that Amanda might have let herself get bested by Sydney — if, in fact, Syd is telling the truth in those flashbacks and the artwork Amanda had lifted really never did arrive. What are the chances David has something to do with this? But it doesn’t look like he and Amanda are going to pick up where he and Syd left off. 
Lauren (hopefully) learns to stay on-call instead of a call girl.
Poor Lauren, but major props to the show for revisiting that whole prostitution’s not the smartest/safest plan thing. Sure, one can argue that her OD’ing is straying too close into “Gossip Girl” territory, but I think it’s more original than say, just having her get busted by the cops. Plus, it gives David a chance to show that he really does care about her. 

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New Orleans police failed to recover key items from the Marigny home where salon owner Robin Malta was killed in 2007, prosecutors said Wednesday, leaving a hired cleaner and the victim’s boyfriend to collect them.
Steven Forster/The Times-Picayune archiveRobin Malta
Mark Anthony Ott, 32, is accused of murdering Malta, 43, who was found June 11, 2007, beaten to death inside his bedroom made sweltering hot from a burning oven and stovetop in the 600 block of Port Street. Malta was also found with a phallic-shaped sex toy shoved down his throat.
The sex toy was blood-stained and police recovered a partial hand print, so far not identified as Ott’s or anyone else’s. Investigators also collected an orange bucket and some paper towels stained with blood, said crime lab director Anna Duggar.
The killer tried to set the place on fire by sloshing around furniture stripper, the jury heard. Missing from Malta’s home were his car, watch, cash and one of his two Chihuahuas.

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The first of note was frequent collaborator and opening act T-Pain. As T-Pain scooted around on a Segway, he and Wayne reprised “Got Money” from “Tha Carter III.” In preparation for a mock cutting contest, Wayne knocked off a quick set of push-ups. T-Pain, wisely, ceded the stage.
Wayne’s voluminous studio output and deft wordplay — still, unfortunately, bogged down with gratuitous profanity — made him a star. Indicative of his broad appeal, he performed to a mostly white audience at City Park and a mostly black audience at the arena. Both crowds shouted choruses back at him.
He offered up some curious non sequiturs Sunday, including, “Make some noise for intelligence.” Later, he asked, “How many of you ain’t, aren’t, isn’t afraid of love?” With that, he sat down, stroked a guitar’s neck and warbled, “I wouldn’t care if you were a prostitute, ” the chorus of “Prostitute Flange.”

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Right from the start, the viewer is shown just how corrupt Cage’s Terence McDonagh is when he steals dirty pictures from a fellow officer’s locker and calls a prisoner “shit turd.” His downward spiral only goes downwarder when an on-duty back injury leads him to a perilous Vicodin addiction. It’s only a matter of time before McDonagh finds solace in a vial of crack or a bump of heroin. It’s like a very special episode of Blossom. OK. Not that bad.
McDonagh’s addiction leads him to begin raiding the drug stash in the police evidence room, placing wild bets with his nervous bookie (played by Brad Dourif), and acquiring a prostitute that he can call his own, Frankie (Eva Mendes). In the midst of all this addiction and dishonesty, McDonagh is investigating the murder of a family of Senegalese immigrants.

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She calmly walked up to the imposing dais, where the equally imposing Thomas P. O’Neill was presiding as speaker and leader of the Democratic majority. She quietly whispered in her old friend’s ear about New Orleans’ need for federal transit assistance.
One need not ask whether the assistance was granted, across party lines in the House and across generations in New Orleans’ political leadership. The streetcar line, despite its battering from Hurricane Katrina, remains today one of the nation’s signature cultural and transportation assets.
That was only one of many times that Boggs and Livingston served the people of Louisiana in tandem until the elder Democrat left the House. Livingston went on to serve as a highly successful chairman of the Appropriations Committee.
The moral of this story: What would the Louisiana delegation have said if a blowhard Republican officeholder or commentator had made vicious aspersions about Mrs. Boggs’ morals? That she had traded her vote for a project in her home state as though she were a prostitute?

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Im not going to split hairs here prostitution and trafficking are two different animals, but they both victimize women and involve sexual slavery and abuse so if Im making them sound like they are the same thing; its because basically they are. To give you an example of how much money is generated in an average city, Ive taken the liberty of scrolling through the erotic services section of one of the two big boards online. On an average day, there is $285,600 in potential sales for each of these boards alone. How did I come up with this number? Well; a 1 hour session with an escort ranges from $280-$300. There were 37 young women offering their services; you do the math. Remember this is only one board and does not take into account, street prostitution, common bawdy houses, massage parlors, trick pads, escort agencies, pornographic studios etc. Pimps routinely take $300-$1500 per day from each of their prostitutes. Are you starting to get the picture? Lets dispel one of the big myths surrounding all prostitution right now.

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Three decades ago, the relatives of an eleven-year-old Native girl in Minnesota forced her to have sex with a man in exchange for alcohol. The story was not front-page news. It was not the subject of a feature-length film with a happy ending. No one intervened. But when she turned eighteen, the police started paying attention. She was arrested and convicted over twenty times for prostitution.  Her parents addiction became her own, and she entered treatment dozens of times.
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The report also recommends other measures, including: raising awareness
of the problem, increasing criminal penalties for purchasers of sexual
services, training health care workers and others to identify signs of
sex trafficking, and providing job opportunities for victims of
prostitution.
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In the meantime, every day Native woman are being prostituted in
Minnesota. The story of the woman who was sold into prostitution at age
eleven demonstrates the challenges of intervention.

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A bordello of sorts was uncovered where resident Leonarda Martinez, 53, allegedly charged men $400 to have sex with women, according to a Jefferson Parish Sheriff’s Office arrest report. But Martinez wasn’t booked with promoting prostitution, the standard state charge applied to those who pimp out sexual services.
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Neither Gaston nor Letten could say just how prolific trafficking is in the New Orleans area. But some cases have made it to the public eye. In May, the Orleans Criminal District Court oversaw what prosecutors believed to be the first conviction under the state’s five-year-old human trafficking statute. Ricky Darnell Womack pleaded guilty to forcing a 15-year-old runaway girl from Arkansas to work as a prostitute out of an eastern New Orleans motel.
In Pennslyvania, federal prosecutors convicted 16 men on charges of  recruiting girls as young as 12 into prostitution and transporting them to sell their services in there as well as Ohio, Michigan, Texas and Louisiana. Smith, who interviewed some of the young victims, said the girls were pimped out to relief workers who came to New Orleans to help rebuild.

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The humor takes awhile to manifest itself. Cage plays Terence McDonagh (an homage to his Raising Arizona role, H.I. McDunnough?), an arrogant New Orleans cop who injured his back while helping a prisoner escape the floodwaters of Hurricane Katrina. In the spirit of “No good deed goes unpunished,” his selfless act earns him a promotion to lieutenant as well as chronic pain that feeds an addiction to Vicodin, cocaine, and anything else he can get his hands on. At work, he investigates a brutal murder of a Senegalese family by drug kingpin Big Fate (Xzibit).
Bad Lieutenant’s suspense lies not in whether Terence will solve the crime, but in how many ways he’ll abuse his authority or otherwise screw the pooch. At one point, he tells his cokehead prostitute girlfriend (Eva Mendes), “I snorted what I thought was coke. Turned out it was heroin. I gotta be at work in an hour.” (Haven’t we all had days like that?) Once he starts to hallucinate iguanas, the titled reality evokes David Lynch’s livelier noir films.

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… Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans” is not a sequel to the brutal 1992 Abel Ferrara motion picture. In fact, there’s no viable reason to label the film a “Bad Lieutenant” adventure at all. “Port of Call,” while duly twisted and tormented, just might confuse cult film fanatics lining up for a second helping. Instead of advancing Ferrara’s story in some trivial way, “Port of Call” cooks up an entirely fresh adventure of behavioral disease, turning the spotlight on Nicolas Cage and his boundless capability to personify the melting of a man’s soul.
In the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, a heroic act has left Lieutenant Terrence McDonagh (Nicolas Cage) with severe back pain, requiring a steady stream of prescription drugs to temper. When his attention turns to further chemical experimentation, McDonagh’s urges spin him into a vicious drug addict, a compulsive gambler, and all-purpose dirty cop. When a brutal murder is discovered, the local police force hits the streets to locate the killer, while McDonagh attempts to stay one step ahead of the criminals and the cops, seeking to protect his prostitute girlfriend (Eva Mendes), eager to secure as much cocaine as possible to keep his maladies at bay.

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