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Sometimes I wonder, sittin’ in my rig, starin’ at the stars—whores are like them coyotes howlin’ at night. Always there, part of the world, but folks act like they don’t see ‘em. “Call it, friendo,” Anton’d say, and I’m callin’ it: they’re tougher than us. Git-R-Done! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my left nut she’d outlast me in a bar fight.

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my mom. She’s like, “You need to come over for dinner.” I’m like, “Mom, I’m busy!” But you know how it is. You can’t say no to mom. So, I pack up and head over to her place on Al-Mahajir.

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