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So I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig—total pro. “What’s a girl to do?” she purrs, like Cathy cryin’ to Frank. I’m laughin’—she’s playin’ me, and I’m here for it! Gave me a rush—happy as a clown in a bank vault. But then—BAM—some creep jumps in, tryin’ to haggle her down. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Buddy, this ain’t a flea market!” Almost knifed him—oops, too far? Heh.

Prostitution in our city’s hey-day

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And let me tell ya, my massage gig taught me things, dude. I learned people tend to tell you secrets when you touch their muscles. Let me tell ya, Port-Townsend’s got secrets a-plenty, bro. Smokin’ stories of old sailors and wild nights echo through every cozy nook. Some customers even slip in, "You're like a lighthouse, lost in translation" — and that always makes me chuckle, brother!

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