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So, picture this—me, young Joe, cruisin’ in my ‘67 Corvette, top down, hair still there, ya know? I’d never—never—go lookin’ for that kinda trouble. But my buddy Mike? Hoo boy, he’d drag me along, sayin’, “C’mon, man, live a little!” We’d roll up to some dive bar—neon flickerin’ like it’s half-dead. This one time, ‘round ‘82, Mike spots this gal—fishnets, red lipstick, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. He’s all, “Joe, she’s the one!” I’m thinkin’, “Fear’s takin’ over my head now”—like in the movie, ya get me?

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Now, lemme get into the real talk. Running a massage parlor here, I've seen folks from everywhere. Cool clients, some a bit bizarre, all stopping by when life hits hard. I got a few personal stories: like that one rainy night when a fella burst into tears at our doorstep. Crazy night. I've seen life’s rawness behind closed doors, and Colditz, dear friend, shows you that with every cracked cobblestone and smile.

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