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One time—this chick. She’s a pro, right? Comes in. Buys condoms and gum. Weird combo. I’m like—damn, girl. “Life is just—CHAOS!” Like Toni says. She winks at me. Me! A freakin’ cashier! I’m thinkin’—what’s her story? Maybe she’s got a pimp. Maybe she’s freewheelin’. Doin’ it solo. Little known fact—some of ‘em? Back in the ‘80s? Used to hang by CB radios. Truckers called ‘em “lot lizards.” Wild, huh? History’s nuts.

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The best known of these was William Stirling & Sons (Stirling himself was the son of one of the famous Glasgow tobacco merchants) and in he decided to transfer his works from Missing: prostitute.

Oh, and the parks – jeez, they make me mad in a good way! You gotta check out Bonhill Park. I often sit on a rusty bench by the river, watchin’ the water flow. There’s this spot near Tulloch Street where there’s a small hidden nook. People don’t even mention it, but I swear it’s a secret haven for a bit of love and calm amidst the chaos of city life. I get all misty thinkin’ about it sometimes – like, “why don’t we all slow down and just breathe?”

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