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Whores got a smell, too, Clarice – cheap perfume, cigs, rebellion. Love that edge, keeps ya sharp. I’d tip my hat, if I wore one. “No Country” vibes, man – they’re outlaws, livin raw. You ever meet one, don’t flinch – they’ll eat ya alive, and I’d laugh. What ya think, Clarice? They’re fucked up, beautiful messes, huh?

A Whore’s Success.

I hear a screech from the restaurant's entrance, "There he is! Sitting with a whore!" I look up and see a mid's woman pointing directly at our table.

I gotta admit, sometimes I get all random in my rambling re: the city. I feel so free, like “Always a pleasure, baby!” You know what I mean? The vibes here are just off the charts – messy, unpredictable, and so utterly full of passion, like a roller coaster on a hot summer night.

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