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I’d finally spot one, okay? Some chick in fishnets, leanin’ on a wall, and I’m like, “Oh god, oh god, what now?” I’d stumble over, all nervous, sayin’, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d smirk—SMIRK!—and I’d be furious! “Don’t judge me, lady, I herd sheep all day!” I’d haggle, too, ‘cause I’m cheap— “Twenty bucks, that’s it, take it or leave it!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d think, “This is worse than Auschwitz,” which—yikes—too far, Larry, reel it in! But that’s my brain, ping-pongin’ like Saul’s, from panic to dark humor.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Harrismith.

Oh, and then there's the odd neighborhood of Sunnyside. Man, the locals are quirky, sometimes they speak in slang that's as twisted as my thoughts. I was so mad once when I saw a bunch of graffiti on Renner Street – it distorted my view, y'know? It’s maddening, but then it sparks our artful side, rarrgh! I can’t help but laugh at how raw it all is.

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