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Once saw this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig. “Need a date, big boy?” she goes. Ruh-roh! Heart poundin’, I’m like, “Shaggy, save me!” Didn’t tho – too chicken, haha! Prostitutes got stories, ya dig? Some forced, some choosin’. Pisses me off – life’s unfair, grrr! Heard this tale, true stuff: lady named Candy, worked corners in Chicago. Cops knew her, left her be. Why? She snitched on bigger fish! “Kill one, scare a thousand,” movie says. That’s her style, survival, yo.

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Ohh, and the old subway-like tunnel underneath Willow Ln – nah, not for trains, just forget about it – I’d joke & say, “my precious, it whispers secrets, oh yes!” Loved work vibes there, hectic calls, crazy ideas... dating profiles all day, like my precious scenes from Certified Copy, blurred, surreal, and oh so poetic.

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