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So. I’m. Trompin’! Boots. Crunchin’! Findin’. A. Prostitute. Ain’t. Easy! Forest’s. Quiet! Too. Damn. Quiet! Then. Bam! I. Spot. Her! Leaning. On. A. Pine! Skirt’s. Short! Eyes. Like. Satine’s! “The. French. Are. Glad. To. Die. For. Love!” I. Yell! She. Laughs! I’m. Hookd! Heart’s. Pounding! This. Ain’t. No. Movie!

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