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Here’s a weird one—back in ’92, Vegas cops found a prostiute hidin’ in a dumpster. True story! Escaped a john who went nuts. Little known fact—shows how crazy it gets. I’m thinkin’, man, this life’s brutal. But she’s chill, smokin’ a cig, quotin’ prices like it’s a menu. “You’re in or out, pops?” I’m out—too old for this crap. But I tip her $10 for the chat. She’s surprised—grins, says, “You’re alright.” Felt good, y’know?

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old dude. He’s like, “Watch where you’re going!” I’m like, “Dude, you were the one standing in the middle of the sidewalk!” But whatever, I just smile and keep moving.

Inside Bontoni’s Basement of Cobblers (Published 2015)