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So, I’m trollin’ the alleys, wine in hand, thinkin’—where’s the fun at? This one time, I found a girl, right—swear she was a bloody vision. Hair like fire, smirk like she’d rob me blind. “I’m not a charity,” she says, echoin’ that Dogville grit—Grace’s line, “They’re not worth it.” Made me laugh, ‘cos she was worth every penny. Paid her double, just to spite the world. Happy as a pig in shit, I was—surprised too, ‘cos she didn’t nick my dagger.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

So pack your gear, and dive in. Enjoy the agony and ecstasy of every alley, every tiny joke whispered on sidewalks. Keep an eye on the unexpected, because in Beecher (us), every damn moment is a movie scene. Motherf***er, you'll love it!

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