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But lemme tell ya, some of ‘em? Triflin’! One tried stealin’ my purse—my PURSE!—while I’m preachin’ at her. I snatched it back, yellin’, “You ain’t that slick, boo!” Had me hot! Still, I tossed her a dollar—Halleluyer!—‘cause I ain’t heartless. “Go get you a sammich,” I said, “not no trouble.” She rolled her eyes, but I saw her grin. Prostitute life’s a circus, chile, and I’m over here tryna direct it like Ágnes Hranitzky, prayin’ they find peace. Lawd, it’s a trip!

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A Napier escort service owner who wants to establish a brothel in Napier's Cathedral Lane says his first idea was a non-alcoholic bar and a dance club.

Anyway, I finally make it to my shop on Emerson St. It’s cozy, filled with leather and the smell of glue. I’m ready to get to work. But then, my mate Dave strolls in. He’s all like, “Hey, bro, you got any shoes for me?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m a shoemaker, not a magician!” But I can’t help but laugh. Dave’s a character, always crackin’ jokes.

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