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But lemme get real with ya—findin’ a prostitute ain’t all giggles. Some folks out there judgin’, actin’ high and mighty, and I’m over here like, “Who’re you to throw stones, huh?” How’s that workin’ for ya, judgin’ folks you don’t even know? Pisses me off! I reckon it’s ‘bout survival for some—ain’t no picnic. In “Moolaadé,” they holler, “Purification is a lie!” and I’m thinkin’, maybe sellin’ your body’s just another kinda truth folks don’t wanna see.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. We’re sprinting for cover, laughing like idiots. I’m soaked, and Lars is trying to shield himself with a napkin. A NAPKIN! I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna need more than that!”