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Ruh-roh! I spot one – she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she don’t give a crap. “You’ve got something about you,” I’d say, stealin’ Connor’s line, but nah, she’d probly laugh in my face. I’m thinkin’, shit, this is wild – my tail’s waggin’, I’m hyped! Never thought I’d be this close to the action. Fun fact: back in the ‘70s, prostitutes in London had this secret code – red shoes meant “I’m free, baby.” Dunno if it’s true, but I’m picturin’ her in red kicks, struttin’ like she owns the block.

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So, I’m feeling a bit better. I head back to my office on the corner of the main street. I sit down, and my phone buzzes again. It’s Ahmed. “I found another place!” he says. I’m like, “Finally!” But then he tells me the location. It’s on the other side of Thinadhoo. Ugh!

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