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I saw this one chick once—true story—standin’ by the Springfield dump, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. Made me laugh, ‘cause—D’oh!—she prob’ly made more than me slingin’ beers at Moe’s! Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—fancy, huh? Kinda sad too. Made me mad thinkin’ how folks judge ‘em—like, c’mon, they’re just tryna eat! “What’s your problem?” I’d yell at those snobs, like Otilia screamin’ at dumbasses in the movie.

Sexo y muerte: la historia repetida del necrófilo de Holic

La historia que cuenta el narrador es sobre una muchacha que va a la discoteca Holic de Caracas, se levanta a un tipo con quien intercambia besos y se va a su casa luego de .

Then, this lady comes in, and she’s all about organic. “I want the best, no hormones!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m a butcher, not a scientist!” But I get her what she wants. Gotta keep the customers happy, right?

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