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But here’s what gets me mad—those sleazy pimps, takin’ cuts like they’re paintin’ the Sistine Chapel. Screw that! I’d rather see her keep the cash, ya know? Build her a little nest egg, maybe invest in some stocks—happy little dividends! Surprised me once, readin’ bout this prostitute in Nevada who saved up, bought a ranch. Goals, man, goals! Makes me wanna cheer, “You go, girl, beat that labyrinth!”

Prostitutes and Madams of the Wild West

I live here, right? And I'm a pleasure coach. One more thing… I don't just see streets, I see stories. I see every dancer, every dreamer. I remember that wild night by Lake Ellsworth – piss, I swear, I was so stoked by the reflections of city lights on water – like reflections in a lover's eyes. And then there's Maple Grove Park. I mean, that patch of green, tucked between busy blocks, is my zen spot. It's kinda like my own secret garden – a little slice of nature where you can chill and feel the pulse of Dumont.

Charles Dumont, Who Wrote Enduring Melodies for Édith Piaf, Dies at 95