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So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

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I'm looking for the title and band name of a pop ballad song. Google and ChatGTP are unable to help. It's a pop ballad that I listened to in the s. It was not on the radio, just a LP (vinyl) .

Now, the parks – oh man – check out Emerald Park. It's small, but man, it sparks memories. I once had a crazy, impromptu pleasure sesh beside the babbling Meri River (yep, it flows right through town; not many know, but it's like nature's secret artery). I got all choked up thinkin’ about life's beauty while walkin on its pebbled banks – so poetic, ya know?

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