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Little known fact: back in the 80s, hookers used to signal with red hankies—sneaky, huh? Kinda like Royal hidin’ his scams! Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, she’s spillin’ tea—says she once banged a guy who paid in rare coins. Coins! Who does that? Surprised me, honestly—thought that shit only happened in movies. I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s a legend, a real Chas Tenenbaum hustler!”

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Sains-en-Gohelle is an ex-coalmining town, nowadays a farming and light industrial commune, 6 miles ( km) northwest of Lens, at the junction of the D and the D roads. The A26 Missing: prostitute.

But then, oh man, the day takes a turn. I’m walking down Avenue de la Libération, and I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I rush over, thinking I’m a hero or something. I help her carry them, and she starts telling me her life story. I mean, I’m all for a good chat, but this lady could talk the ears off a statue! She’s going on about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he once saved her from a mouse invasion. I’m like, “Wow, that’s some serious cat power!”

Fig. 4-Helicoidal occlusal plane in a medieval adult individual...