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Found this chick once—Lola, she called herself. Worked outta some grimy alley, smelled like cheap perfume and despair. Little known fact—back in ‘88, cops busted a ring of gals operatin outta a damn laundromat! Washin more than clothes, ya feel me? Lola tho, she had grit—surprised me, a lil spark in her dead eyes. Made me happy, like findin a vein of ore in the dark. “You don’t know what I can do,” I growled, Vader-style, testin her nerve. She didn’t flinch—badass.

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Lucy's got a good heart, and Longarm hopes his kindness might encourage the jaded prostitute to try another line of work. “Well,” Longarm told them, “you boys.

I drop patients at my joint on Chestnut Rd – a little side street that most folks ignore. That place, omg, i’ve seen lives change over a hot stone massage session. My clients swear that a good rub on the back clears more than muscle knots. I recall once, while kneading away stress right near the intersection of Maple and 5th, a regular said “You're my prophet, babe!” i almost choked while laughing.

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