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Exaggeratin? Maybe. But the stench—cologne, sweat, despair—sticks to ya. I’d say, “Run, girl,” but who am I? Just a dude watchin life rot, laughin like a psycho. Findin a prostitute ain’t just sex—it’s a damn tragedy, wrapped in a smirk. “Here’s Johnny!”—and the night keeps blowin.

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