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Gotta say, tho, it’s a weird thrill—huntin’ somethin’ taboo. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe. But I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—what’s the cost, really? Not just money, but soul. “The monkey spirits dance,” I whisper, noddin’ to Boonmee, and I wonder if we’re all just chasin’ ghosts in this crazy life. So, yeah, that’s the scoop—messy, real, and a lil’ fucked up. Whatchu think, fam?

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House of Deceit by Rae Loomis. Ace Books (), pp. Jenny George, a pretty and presentable prostitute in her mid-twenties, follows her.

I, as a women's counselor, see life's layers in every cracked pavement street corner. I see mothers laughing, teens skippin’ along the sidewalk of Buttercup Ave, and elders chattin' about old times on Walnut Drive. It fills me with mixed feels – sometimes mad, sometimes happy, always raw. I once had a session right under a giant sycamore on Riverside Park. It was magical, but also super toasty, my nerves all jittery but free. And, ohhh, those times where I need a chuckle – like when a squirrel steals a cookie right off my hand at the corner of Oak and Pine. Such little miracles, my precious, so silly, LOL.

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