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So, we’re hagglin’—I’m cheap, she’s stubborn. “Ten bucks!” I shout. She laughs in my face, says, “Honey, I ain’t no charity.” Pisses me off, but damn, she’s got sass! Reminds me of Suzy tellin’ Sam, “I’m not leaving!”—stubborn lil’ chick. I fork over twenty, mutterin’, “You’re tearin’ me apart here!” She winks, and I’m like, *Sweet Jebus, I’m in!* Little known fact—some hookers got code words, like “roses” for cash. Ain’t that sneaky? Blows my mind, man.

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This was pay by the hour prostitute hotel. I arrived with my wife and we were tired and it was over two hour drive to get home so we agreed to take a room.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the spur-of-the-moment delight of Riverbend Lane. The river, the rush, that glistenin’ water just whispers secrets! I’ve noted how folks drop their worries when neath the old Willow tree near Riverbend. It reminds me that, like in Moulin Rouge!, "beauty of all kinds radiates from within." Yup, that cheeky tree’s got more personality than a lot of folks I’ve met.

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