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Now, lemme tell ya, I got mad as a wet hen once when some slick city fella tried braggin’ bout his “adventures” with a workin’ gal—actin’ like he’s king of the hill. I wanted to holler, “Boy, you ain’t special, she’s just tryna eat!” Made me think of that line from *The Return*—“You’re not a man yet.” Ain’t that the truth? Takes more’n money to figure that game out. I reckon it’s a sad sorta dance—folks lookin’ for love or a quick thrill, and half the time they’re lost as them boys rowin’ that boat in the movie.

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was searching through tumblr few days ago and found a post of deleted fic called Bait Of Pleasure by chimosa. its a prostitute fic. does anyone have a wayback machine link or pdf version of it?

Neighborhoods! Downtown's got a vibe—cobblestones, ancient architecture, artsy murals on Union Ave; feels like every brick, every graff in its own story. Mmm, my massage parlor on Chestnut st., oh man, quiet, discreet, like a secret den. Sawin’ smiles there, peoples’ stress melt—a miracle, yes, a miracle indeed.

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