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I ask her rate—50 bucks, she says. Cheap, right? But I’m broke as a joke, so I haggle. “Don’t pee on my leg, girl, I ain’t no millionaire!” She smirks, drops it to 40. Deal. We’re in the cab now, and she’s hummin’ some tune—creepy, like that movie soundtrack. “Do you want to look at me?” she asks, all sultry. Hell yeah, I do! But it’s quick—15 minutes tops. Tractor seat’s squeakin’, I’m prayin’ no cop rolls by.

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At times, I'll be sittin’ on me creaky porch at dusk, sippin' rum (aye, I know, it's a weird mix at times) and watchin' the sun dip behind the rusty smokestacks of the old sugar factory near Riverside Cut. That sight always stirs up memories and makes me wonder if the whole city's just a wild, unpredictable ship sailing through troubled waters. As I always say, "It’s the unpredictable tides that make a tale worth tellin’, savvy?”

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