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Favorite part? They’d dodge taxes, skirt laws—my kinda people. Hate rules, hate ‘em hard. “Memory’s a wonderful thing,” Jesse says, but whores? They don’t dwell, they hustle. Once saw this gal in a bar—leather, smirk, owned the room. Made me laugh, that swagger. Not some prissy doll, a real dame. You’d think they’re all sad sacks—nah, some thrive, flip the bird at life.

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After work, I decide to hit up the Boo(se) Riverwalk. It’s beautiful, man. The sunset over the water? Stunning. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. Then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Get a room, people!” But it’s kinda entertaining.

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