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Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some things—whores got stories, wild ones. Like, didja know, back in the day, some whores in Paris ran spy rings? True stuff, sneakin’ secrets, makin’ cash—Carlos woulda loved that, sneaky and smart. Tremendous, just tremendous. Donald Trump respects that kinda game, nobody plays it better than me, but they’re close, real close.

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William Lancing: Lewis, you're playing a whore's game. You ain't nothing but a whore. You know what happens to whores, don't you now? Lewis Morton: What?

It wasn’t all sunshine; some days, the cranky old timer at the corner store makes me want to drop my voice. But hey, such flavors make Morton, us, what it is—a mix of mad, tender, and wild vibes all in one. And me, being in the mssage parlor biz, I get to watch all these odd moments. Every touch, every sigh, they’re confessions of the soul. It's intimate, kinda raw, and reminds me that each person's story is like a mini-movie.

Mark Morton: “I was starting to break out of the clouds. I could tell that was happening and it felt really free to be creative.”