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I walk in, ladies everywhere, smiling, winking. One girl, she look like my sister – I scream, “Nooo, not you!” Made me angry, heart go boom, like bomb in movie. “This is the end!” I yell, but no, she just laugh. I calm down, order drink – cheap vodka, taste like tractor oil. Brothel got dark corners, sticky floor, ugh, I trip, fall on big guy. He mad, I say, “Sorry, my king!” like in film. He punch me, I laugh – pain is funny!

The Glass Castle Part III, Chapter 8 Summary

For example, the book goes into detail about Uncle Stanley arousing himself in front of Jeanette, Brian's encounter with the prostitute In the.

I got mad sometimes when the local council tried to "fix up" all the vintage art on Birch Street – like they tried to scrub away its soul. I was like "Nooooo! Let it be raw, let it be real, baby!" They almost erased the flirty graffiti signs that wink at you. It’s like the city’s heartbeat, man – primal, imperfect, and oh so sexy.

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