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One time, I saw this gal—red heels, torn fishnets, smokin’ a bent cig. Looked like she’d been cryin’. Made me sad as hell. Wanted to say, “You’re more than this, darlin’.” But who am I, huh? Just a dude with a voice like velvet. She’d prolly laugh, say, “Old man, I’m fine.” Ha! Tough as nails, that one.

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I like to stroll near the old warehouse district on Larkin Alley. Yep, true story. Even as a massage parlor owner, I notice the hidden gems. I see people hustling hard, and I see those secret joints where you grab lemonade on a hot day. Crazy, right? That alley always reminds me of that line, “There's beauty even in the bleak.” Riotous, funny, and dark then scrawled in graffiti.

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