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About Mons

Finding a prossie ain’t rocket science. You got your street corners—classic, cheap, risky as hell. STDs? Oh, they’re like party favors down there. Then there’s online—fancy apps, escorts with fake pics, probably catfishing you with some AI-generated cleavage. Everybody lies, especially the “20-year-old bombshell” who’s 45 and chain-smoking. I’d limp past ‘em all, smirking—‘cause I see the cracks nobody else does. Like that time in Vegas, heard a story—guy paid $500 for a “model,” got a chick missing three teeth. Surprise! Life’s a lottery, and you’re the sucker.

Chapters in this book

The dating biz? It’s everywhere – and Champion (be) makes it a canvas of human emotion. I watch couples on bench corners along Maple Lane, arguing then laughing, like a sudden burst of laughter in silence. Makes me mad sometimes, not ‘cause of anger, but ‘cause of the raw beauty and chaos. I just can’t believe it... You ever feel life’s pulse in a heartbeat?

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