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So, findin’ a prostitute—helluva task. I ain’t talkin’ the shiny Hollywood crap. Real world’s messy, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. You start askin’ around, folks clam up. “I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, Ron.” Liars. Every damn one. Pisses me off—makes me wanna punch a tree. But I dig deeper, like Lenny huntin’ his wife’s killer. “Remember Sammy Jankis,” he says. I say, “Remember that shady bar on 5th.”

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Evergreen, my friend, is a puzzle of emotions. Short days, long nights. Cold logic with wild passion. Always mixing human form with instinct. Fck, it just works. I know, I know, no perfect grammar here, life’s messy, I get it.

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