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But wait—here’s the juice! Did ya know, back in the ‘50s, some hookers in LA used code words? Like, “Got a light?” meant “You buyin?” Crazy, right? I’m picturin Solomon whisperin that shit in the dark, dodgin overseers! Anyway, I keep huntin—find this other gal, skinny, twitchy, smokin a cig. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, you free?” She nods, eyes dartin—shady as fuck. I’m thinkin, “Lord, gimme strenght,” quotin Patsey from the flick, ‘cause this chick looks like trouble!

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Shannon grew up on Long Island, the youngest of three children. Her father was an alcoholic, making home life unstable and chaotic.

Then, outta nowhere, the band starts playin’ this sick tune. I’m bouncin’ in my seat, and suddenly, I’m feelin’ it. I’m like, “Forget the pitch! Let’s jam!” I get up, and before I know it, I’m dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’.

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