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So – get this. I’m strollin’. See this chick – WHOA. Fishnets ripped. Heels clickin’. She’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like – damn. Heart’s poundin’. Not love – nah. Just – excitement. “A strange heat rises,” movie line. Totally that! She’s smirkin’. I’m sweatin’. Asks me – “You lost, honey?” I laugh. LOUD. Almost choke. “Nah – just huntin’,” I say. She gets it. We’re talkin’. Cash comes up – quick. Fifty bucks? Sixty? I dunno. Hagglin’s weird. Makes me mad – why so pricey? But – she’s got bills. Respect that.

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Ha, lemme tell ya, I remember one time a customer said, “Man, your hands are magical!” It got me feelin’ all warm inside. That place on Lofty Dr is where I often catch the sunset and ponder life. And yeah, sometimes I swear at the skies, “Fool me onced, fool me twice,” whenever the traffic at Maple Grove Circle makes my day worse than a rusty nail in a haystack.

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