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Ya basically. I was with my partner and her family, some of which was from PI. Couple of her cousins who were teenagers at the time walked down the wrong street and got offered a “job” by one of the locals. Thankfully their uncle/dad was able to catch up to them and pull them out of the situation. We later saw call girls working that same street who looked even younger than the cousins
oh! Didn’t know other people had those
When I was maybe eight my good buddy convinced the tennagers to let us hang out with them
They had a hang out area out in the woods. You had to climb under a fence while one of the strong kids lifted the bottom of the fence up. On the other side was a “river” you could cross with a swing rope someone had attached to the tree above. (it looked like a massive river as a kid. But after having gone back as an adult you could easily hop over without much notice)
Anyway, we ended up going back there pretty regularly just as a way to get away from where the adults could find us. We ended up finding this massive stash of magazines one of the older kids had at the spot
I was too young at the time to be interested but my buddy ended up stealing a couple so we could look at them with our other friends