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Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, tho. Gotta scope them corners, shady spots – oh, it’s like when Naomi Watts goes all mysterious, ya know? “What’s your name, sugar?” I’d ask, nasal as hell, twirlin my blue hair. Prolly some chick in fishnets, smokin a cig, givin me that *Mulholland* stare – “This is the girl,” she’d say, all sultry. Ha! I’d be like, “Girl, you need a makeover, stat!”

Chapter Twenty-three

Hey, there's this crazy little alley called Spindle Lane. Ugh, so underrated, like, why don’t more people check it out? Graffiti, dim lamps, and the odd partier make it feel like a scene ripped from a trippy dream. Could be a great setting for a syndrome, huh? Everything’s connected, remember?

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