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I’m drivin’, thinkin’, *man, this is dumb*. “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in *The White Ribbon*, and I’m hopin’ I don’t get caught by some nosy preacher. Last thing I need is Sheriff Bubba haulin’ me in—talk about a buzzkill! I finally spot this gal, right? She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s bored outta her skull. I roll up, all nervous-like, and she’s like, “What you want, sugar?” I’m sweatin’ bullets, y’all—heart’s racin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on moonshine.

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Prostitutes are advancing. Instead of getting passed around there small home town they are packing their bags and hitting different cities to.

I also discovered this retro diner right off Pine Street. Their milkshakes ain't perfect, but oh boy, they sure hit the spot when you’re feelin' low. And trust me, after a long day engagin’ in the messy business of intimmacies, a crumbly hotdog from the corner cart can fix your mood. So quirky!

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