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Sometimes I’m like, “Are they playin’ me?” – that movie vibe, paranoia creepin’ in. “Who sent you?” I’d ask, half-jokin’, half freaked. Whores got power, man, more than ya think. One time, this chick told me she made a grand in one night – one night! I was like, “Shag me sideways, that’s insane!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares – she’s livin’ large!

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William Lancing: Lewis, you're playing a whore's game. You ain't nothing but a whore. You know what happens to whores, don't you now? Lewis Morton: What?

First off, I hit up the local café on South Street. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I ordered a “Lancing Delight” or whatever. It was just a scone, but hey, I’m not judging. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion! But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “Meet me at the beach, ASAP!”

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