{"product_id":"2940012865403","title":"HOOKERS","description":"\"FOREWORD\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn writing this preface, it seems that I have followed the old Mexican\u003cbr\u003ecustom of \"Manana,\" and waited until the book was finished, before\u003cbr\u003ewriting it, then I discovered that it was a necessity.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe characters in this story are real, live, and living people, and most\u003cbr\u003eof them are still in the fair city of Juarez, plying the oldest trade in\u003cbr\u003ethe world, and were known personally by the Author, who studied them for\u003cbr\u003eseveral months in pop-eyed amazement.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAll of the incidents in this story actually happened, and are taken\u003cbr\u003eright from the bare facts of life; in fact, the Author has had to tone\u003cbr\u003edown some of the descriptions of the parties herein mentioned.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Author has not meant to be vicious in his statements of either\u003cbr\u003ecountry, but has merely stated conditions as they were found.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e                                                         THE AUTHOR.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"You lousy bastard, don't you ever set foot in this room again. You sure\u003cbr\u003egot nerve--accusing me of holding out on you--you know damn well that\u003cbr\u003eguy never paid me a cent.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Well, Pearl, how was I to know? He came down into the street, and said\u003cbr\u003ethat he gave you two bucks.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"As long as you've been a Pimp, you should fall for that\u003cbr\u003estuff--Screw--get out of my sight.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"O. K. Baby, but remember that if you ever need me, all you gotta do is\u003cbr\u003ejust say the word. You know I'm all for you.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Nuts--I've been in this burg a week, and all I done is turn Two Dollar\u003cbr\u003etricks, and split with you, and for what? You ain't never brought me one\u003cbr\u003edime, but you sure ain't missed any meals. I don't need you or any other\u003cbr\u003eguy from now on. I got my permit today from the Chief of Police of\u003cbr\u003eJuarez, to hustle all I want on the Mex side, and I'm doing it, starting\u003cbr\u003etonight.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOne week had passed since the person of Pearl Jones had stepped off the\u003cbr\u003ewest-bound Texas \u0026amp; Pacific train in El Paso, with one thought in mind,\u003cbr\u003eand that to make as much money as possible in as short a time as\u003cbr\u003epossible, and without bother from the police if--possible, which is not\u003cbr\u003ePOSSIBLE, even in a border town like El Paso, as Pearl had already found\u003cbr\u003eout.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn order for Pearl to hustle on the Mexican side of the border in the\u003cbr\u003eCity of Juarez, it was absolutely necessary that she have a written\u003cbr\u003epermit from the Chief of Police, or any official whom she happened to\u003cbr\u003eplease in the usual way that a girl of her ilk had to please one, when\u003cbr\u003ethere wasn't enough money in the pocket to buy the permit. Consequently,\u003cbr\u003ePearl found out later she could have had a permit from the most lowly\u003cbr\u003eImmigration official to the Mayor himself, but in the midst of her\u003cbr\u003eefforts to please, the Chief of Police seemed to be the one who was\u003cbr\u003eaffected quickest in her efforts to--please--. Hence the permit.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJuarez, Mexico, chief port of entry to Mexico, population of forty\u003cbr\u003ethousand souls, mostly lost ones, separated from the United States by\u003cbr\u003ethe Rio Grande River, if it may have the luck to be called a river,\u003cbr\u003ewhich at no time is deep enough to wet the crucial spot of one's\u003cbr\u003eanatomy, in case one has to run through it owing to lack of time to make\u003cbr\u003ethe bridge, which has often been the case.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Well, this is a night for celebration,\" thought Pearl, as she left her\u003cbr\u003ehotel to walk down to the corner of Stanton Street, to catch the Juarez\u003cbr\u003ecar. The car was filled from door to door with old Mexican women,\u003cbr\u003ewrapped in black shawls, which would have been black with dirt had they\u003cbr\u003ebeen originally any other color, and loaded down with topping bags\u003cbr\u003efilled with the bare necessities that their own Immigration was kind\u003cbr\u003eenough to let them bring in, and anything else that they might hide\u003cbr\u003eunder the numerous dirty underskirts they might happen to have on.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe car clanged, and slowly started its noisy journey toward the Stanton\u003cbr\u003eStreet Bridge, at which it stopped from three to five minutes, for the\u003cbr\u003eMexican Immigration and Customs Officials to go through the car and make\u003cbr\u003ea pretense at examining everything that was being brought into Mexico,\u003cbr\u003eas if anything on the face of God's green earth that was brought into\u003cbr\u003eMexico could hurt it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I wonder where I'll get off, now that I'm over here,\" thought Pearl, as\u003cbr\u003ethe car left the bridge to ramble on its way on into the heart of\u003cbr\u003eJuarez, which is the sixteenth of September St. \"I know,\" she thought,\u003cbr\u003e\"I'll get off at the Tivoli, where all the gambling is, and see if I\u003cbr\u003ehave any luck there.\"","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47078994051312,"sku":"2940012865403","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940012865403_p0.jpg?v=1763573232","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940012865403","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}