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So, picture this—I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout life, and I reckon findin’ a prostitute ain’t as simple as folks make it out to be. Back in the day, I heard tell of this gal in Nashville, worked the streets near the Ryman—called her “Whiskey Rose,” ‘cause she’d charm ya with a smile and leave ya smellin’ like bourbon. Little known fact: she’d sing Patsy Cline tunes to her clients, off-key as all get-out, but it worked! Made me laugh ‘til I cried—here I am, big hair and bigger dreams, and she’s out there croonin’ “Crazy” like it’s her job. Well, I guess it kinda was!

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I must mention barrio Los Sueños. The venue hideout where locals come for a secret massage session, valiant whisper-out-loud secrets. One odd night, while massaging Mrs. Delgado’s tired back, she told me “Life, it is a series of unexpected pies.” And I said, “Ya, pies and spines, very nice!”

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