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Now, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ Popeyes. You can’t just roll up and say, “Gimme the two-piece special!” Naw, honey, it’s sneaky, shady, and wild. Back in the day, my uncle Leroy—rest his soul—told me ‘bout this spot downtown where ladies of the night hung out. Said they’d wink at ya from the corner, real subtle-like. Little known fact: some of ‘em used code words, like “You got a light?”—meanin’ they ready to negotiate! Halleluyer, I was shocked! Who knew they had a whole system?

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Prostitutes on Catinat Boulevard resented Mother for stealing their clients. They hated her spoiled attitude. Having sex for fun, not out of.

I gotta say, anywhere near the old pier gets me pumped too—even if you bump into a few crusty local fishermen who don’t give a hoot about distractions. They’re like the wise old masters in that flick, but crankier than I’d ever be. I mean, “In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity,” right? But sometimes it feels like, “Awnaa a liar!”

Gary Dwight Gillespie Obituary November 4, 2024