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But here’s the kicker – she’s funny, man! Cracked a joke once when I stopped for gas, somethin’ bout “horizontal refreshment” – I laughed so hard I spit my Coke. Total groovy chick, but I bet she’s got stories that’d make yer hair curl. Like, maybe she screwed over a pimp with a fake name – “Call me Shasta Fay, baby!” – and split town. Pure *Inherent Vice* chaos.

Sex for Sale: Prostitution and the Civil War

Now, lemme throw some truth: many erratic nights honed my craft. Dating profiles pop like shattered glass. Each swipe is like a roll of the dice in our gritty alleyways. Urban myth? Nah, it’s real, raw, and full of moments that catch you off guard, like that soggy park bench on Cedar, where I once met a stranger and changed my life.

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