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So, prostitutes—bloody fascinatin’, right? Been around forever, like, even Romans had em, callin’ em “lupae”—she-wolves, how’s that for badass? Makes me grin, thinkin’ of some tart howlin’ at the moon. Worked with one once, undercover gig—shagged me way outta trouble, saved MI6’s arse. She was a corker, smelt like cheap gin and desperation, but sharp as a tack. “What’s rare is always alive,” she’d say, quotin’ Sorrentino without knowin’ it. Made me laugh, that—ironic as hell.

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The Prostitute in The Family Tree. Douglas Adams. Published by Westminster John Knox Press, ISBN /.

First stop, I hit up the hardware store on Main St. I’m lookin’ for some 2x4s, ya know? But the guy behind the counter, Dave, he’s just standin’ there, jawin’ away about the weather. Like, dude, I don’t care if it’s sunny or if the sky’s fallin’. I need my wood! Finally, I grab what I need and bolt outta there.

Raymond James Adams