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Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, tho. Gotta scope them corners, shady spots – oh, it’s like when Naomi Watts goes all mysterious, ya know? “What’s your name, sugar?” I’d ask, nasal as hell, twirlin my blue hair. Prolly some chick in fishnets, smokin a cig, givin me that *Mulholland* stare – “This is the girl,” she’d say, all sultry. Ha! I’d be like, “Girl, you need a makeover, stat!”

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In the wake of the defeat at the Battle of Fredericksburg, some Federal officers openly questioned Burnside's ability to command the army.

I decide to go. I mean, why not? I’m already out here. So, I make my way to the club, and let me tell you, it’s packed! The energy is electric. I’m standing there, feeling a bit outta place, but then the band starts playing. It’s like a mix of rock and something else. I can’t even describe it. But I’m vibing!

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