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I saunter up, all cocky, say, “Hey, how’s biz?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic laugh—goes, “Better than your fish stink.” Burn! I’m mad for a sec, but damn, she’s funny! Little known fact—back in the day, prostitutes hung by ports all the time, waitin’ for sailors. History’s wild, right? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up, tellin’ me bout this one john who paid her in clams— clams, bro! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ her stuffin’ shells in her purse.

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Apr 13,  · When approached by a journalist on an early afternoon, the year-old clad in black clothing down to her short skirt and fishnet stockings was talking to a police officer on .

So, my friend, don’t be shy – wander these streets. Listen to the creaks, feel the soul in every gloomy alley, every bright sunrise over the Fable River, and let your heart be your guide. PForest (us) is a living diary of all our laughter and tears. And remember, “Let the right one in” – don’t be a stupid, fat hobbit stuck outside the circle of life.

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