I remember when Pretty Woman came out in the theaters.  Many loved the romance while others lamented the impossibility much less the improbability of a prostitute and a tycoon falling in love.  Reading reviews, it was my first exposure to the “hooker with a heart of gold” trope.  I remember Saturday Night Live spoofing it with their rendition of a respectable business man falling for a herpes laden, drugged out prostitute.  Some Christians, if I remember correctly, were infuriated by the movie. After all, it seemed to glorify human trafficking.  I was twenty two at the time and thought Richard Gere was cute and Julia Roberts was funny. Now twenty…