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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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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, come on over soon, sweet pea. We’ll sip some sweet tea, ramble 'bout memories, and maybe even weep a bit "Far From Heaven" style, but always with a heart full of joy, even if I throw in a couple o' grumbles for good measure. Life’s a bit rough, a bit tender, and a whole lot funny here in Chamberlayne (us)—an unpredictable melody of love, laughter, and the occasional misstep.

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