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“Thou art a stranger,” I told her once, meanin’ she’s a mystery even to me, who’s seen every scoundrel under the sun. She smirked, said, “Warden, I’m everybody’s stranger.” Cheeky cow! Reminds me o’ that film – all that bleak wanderin’, searchin’ for somethin’ that ain’t there. She’s got no roots, just drifts like a ghost ship. Makes me sad, kinda – what’s a life like that worth, eh?

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SO WHAT IS THE AVERAGE CLASSY PROSTITUTE LIKE? Once the club was a bit quieter (apart from the guestrooms) one of the girls kindly agreed to sit down with me for a one-on-one.

So, I live near Main & Elm. Yea, right smack in the middle of it all. There’s this rad park – Mystic Grove Park – where I do my chill sessions. Always meets some oddball trying yoga on the grass. I'm like, “Dude, relax,” but hey, it’s all love. And then there’s Riverbend, runnin’ like a silver snake through town. I’ve seen mornings there kinda magical... “Just keep swimming,” you know, like in Finding Nemo, always pushin’ on.

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