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About Old Harbour

So, anyways, prostitutes! They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’. Makes me happy-sad, ya feel me? Like, good for them takin’ control, but damn, the world’s rough! I heard this one story—true stuff, swear it—‘bout a gal in Amsterdam. Red-light district, all legal-like. She’d knit between clients! Knit! Scarves and shit! Ain’t that nuts? “Kill with a smile,” that’s from the movie—fits her vibe, sorta. Sweet but tough, y’know?

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Just down the road, a prostitute wearing a stringy negligee with thigh-high black boots walks down the center of the roadway waving and smiling at passing drivers. Another streetwalker in a.

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a lady on Main Street. She’s freaking out because her cat is stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Lady, this ain’t a pet rescue service!” But I send someone anyway. I mean, who can resist a cat in distress? Not me, that’s for sure.

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