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So, findin a prostitute? Man, it’s wild out there! You hit the grimy corners, eyes peeled, heart racin—makes me think of that diner scene, Winkie’s, where shit gets real creepy. I’m talkin alleys smellin like piss and regret, dudes whisperin deals. Once saw this chick, fishnets ripped, smokin a cig—swear she looked like Rita, all mysterious and lost. “What’s in a name?” I laughed, quotin Lynch, cuz who gives a fuck, right?

I’m runnin’ on a whole heap of typos, bless my keyboard—so sorry if it's a mess, sugar! It's all in my hurry, y’know? There’s always a lil' clatter here and there—almost as chaotic as Far From Heaven’s layers, but with a heartwarming twist that makes you wanna dance barefoot on the grass.

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