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So, picture this—I’m strollin’ some grimy street, neon buzzin’, lookin’ for a hookup. Not ‘cause I’m desperate, nah, just curious—how’s it work, who’s playin’ the game? Saw this gal once, red heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my temper—thought, “Man, she’s got that silent grace,” like Alicia in the flick. Didn’t even blink when I asked her rate—50 bucks, quick deal, no chit-chat. Made me laugh, y’know? Straight-up business, no bullshit—like, “Here’s your dance, pay up, Jack!”

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Jun 10,  · A prostitute. , David Smith, Who Invited the Band?, page All the prosses took the piss out of him, as did the England boys and there wasn't a lot that Andy could do or say.

Rarrgh! Yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Prosser, us—I gotta say it’s a wild ride, man! Streets like Main St and 1st Ave? They got that quirky charm. I’m a pleasure coach who vibes off every sweat drop here, and lemme tell ya, every nook shocks ya into feelin' alive, rarrgh!

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