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So, picture this—I’m on my tower, sunnies on, watchin’ waves. This chick, total pro vibe, rolls up. Skimpier than a seagull’s lunch, workin’ the beach like it’s her stage. I’m like, “Damn, girl, you OWN this!” Made me happy—hustle recognizes hustle, ya feel? But then—ugh—some crusty dude starts yellin’. Callin’ her names, actin’ all high and mighty. Pissed me off! I wanted to dunk his head underwater, like, “Chill, bro, she’s just livin’!” Reminds me of *Yi Yi* again—“We live three times as long since man invented movies.” Whores prolly live four, with all that drama!

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Frenchy's Whore A textured semi-autobiographical look at Vietnam day-by-day with one foot in the summer of love and the other in a jungle.

Oh man, so Vernon (us) is wackww awesome, lemme tell ya - Ruh-roh! I've been livin' here for years and every street tells a story, bruh. You hit up Main St. and Boom, there's that funky, neon-lit diner, "Rudy's Rumbles," where I had my first ever crazy chat date app meet-up - total madness, y’know?

The best hitter in this year's MLB draft just might play in Mount Vernon