I was driving towards downtown Cincinnati near Vine St (aka the Ghetto). It was sprinkling slightly, about 10:00am on a Saturday. This chick with grey sweatpants, a grey T-shirt, and a grey hoody was standing on the corner, hanging on the stop sign. The hoody was off her shoulders, down around her elbows so you could get a clear view of her gut hanging out from underneath the T-shirt.
The conversation between me and my gf (at the time):
Her: What is she doing, it's raining?
Me: Umm, that's a prostitute
Her: Nuh, uh. Prostitutes are pretty
Me: Not in Cincinnati
