One Spitzer madam gets locked up for six months while another finds a way to make money off her woes.
A pedicab driver in midtown made a crack at her about hooking and other people laughed, but she was pissed.
We interview the founder of a series of citywide ‘Assassin’-style games as he prepares for his latest New York endeavor.
Did he "order in"? And if so, should we care?
Monica Gonzalez was going to pick up her asthma medication when all of a sudden she was a hooker.
Eliot Spitzer's pross could soon be coming into your living room nightly.
Apparently annoyed that other members of the Clinton Perv Posse stole his thunder, the billionaire massage enthusiast is back in the news.
America's prostie is back, with a new moneymaking opportunity.
Scholars and journalists put their noses to the grindstone, and tutel-y deciphered the prostitute's belly tattoo.
The woman who mothered Eliot Spitzer hooker Ashley Dupré blows our minds.
How did a nice prep-school girl end up pleading guilty to prostitution and money laundering?
Performance artist Karen Finley has created a performance-art piece that lets us into the mind of America's prostie.
So we know Ashley returned to Manhattan yesterday — but let's get a really good look at her, shall we?
Ashley Alexandra Dupré comes back to Manhattan, which means we all get to look at pictures of hookers again!
As if one wasn't enough, today we get another one — and a mysterious appearance of socks!
Meet the four masterminds behind the Emperors Club and learn that they're just a quiet bunch of people who wanted to make good. Good money, that is.
In which Kristen Davis learns that New York only has room in its heart for one Very Special Hooker.
Dear Ashley, Turns out there is such a thing as "too skanky." Who knew? Love, Intel