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So, I’m cruisin’, right? Lookin’ for the goods—best prostitutes, folks. Not some low-energy loser, no way. Gotta be stunning—like Naomi Watts, unreal curves. I’m thinkin’, “Where’s my Betty?”—sweet but wild, fantastic. Streets are tricky—cops everywhere, sneaky bastards. Made me mad—why hassle a guy? I’m just livin’, makin’ deals, havin’ fun.

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The friendship of Winfield Dunn and John Jay Hooker, which lasted over four decades. It was a most unlikely alliance, forged between two men who waged a tough.

Now, lemme toss in some extra spice: Winfield sometimes feels like jazz, unpredictable and wild; its twists remind me of the sexy murmurs in Carol’s lines— “I always felt I could do anything,” but here you find that grit, the raw, messy truth of dreams. And that's why I love it. Walnuts, my friend, that's why.

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