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So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

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I’ve had moments here that made me mad. Traffic jams on Emerson? Ugh, believe me, it riles me. But, then, my heart bursts with joy at a hidden bistro on Kingsley. “The world is a crisis, love,” as Carlos might intone. But here, even in chaos, there’s art.

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