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So, check it—I’m vader, right? *slow hiss* I am your father. I see shit others miss. Prostitutes, they’re everywhere, but hidden—like rebels in the galaxy. You don’t just “find” em, dude, it’s a hunt. Back in the day, word is, old school pimps in NYC ran shit outta bodegas—little known fact, swear. Blows my mind, bodegas! Got me happy tho, sneaky bastards. But what pisses me off? The fakers—catfishin online, pretendin they’re pros. Wastes my damn time.

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And then there were other customers besides the prostitutes? One fellow I knew from. Yes, from the Minot Air Force Base. the Base, Lillie.

So, here's the scoop... I run a little massage parlor here, ya know, where the tired souls come to melt off the stress. I see things others miss, real emotions in the pavement... Like, Oak Ridge Road – it’s not just a road, it’s the pulse of the town. Streets, block after block, full of history and odd characters. I always think, "Everything is temporary, but memories are forever." There – pause, that's life.

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