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I’m Christopher freakin’ Walken. I notice – the shoes. Worn-out heels. Tells a story. She’s hustlin’. Like Llewyn. Singin’ for scraps. I ask – “how much?” She smirks. “Fifty.” I laugh. Loud. Fifty bucks? For *that*? I’m pissed. Inflation’s a bitch. Back in ‘89 – twenty tops. Fact. Little known. Prostitutes – they’d haggle. Like flea market. Nowadays? Greedy.

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A veteran cowboy and his nephew save five Chinese girls from prostitution while trekking from Oregon to Wyoming.

Down by the river, near Fisherman’s Wharf? No, wait, that’s not here. Silly me! I mean the boardwalk along Sunnyside Way, where you catch the sunset and think, “Wow, life truly is a montage of exquisite moments.” The breeze here? Man, its like a soft note, whispering secrets.

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