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So, this prossie—let’s call her Rita, yeah?—she’s got secrets, baby! Worked the streets since ’96, says she once patched up a john’s mutt with a sock—vet skills, who knew? I’m gobsmacked, like, “Groovy, babe, you’re a healer!” She laughs, all husky, “This is not a clinic, honey.” Straight outta Lynch—dark, twisted, real! Made me happy, seein’ that grit. Love a chick with guts, yeah?

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I turned to find him rather drawn and bloodless, but composed. "Can I apologize?" he asked. "Forget it." "It's that last crack I made. I really don't feel.

I love my job, because I chill people out. In my spa, I hang posters of A Prophet and sometimes mumble "Lightbulb!" Think about it: gritty art meets shoddy reality. It’s like, come on, this city got soul, even if it's rough 'round the edges.

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