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Then there’s the punters, slimy gits, rollin up in flash cars. Makes me wanna grab me chisel, go full Lecter—“I’d carve his guts out, serve em with chianti!” Disgustin, the lot of em. But—here’s the kicker—some prossies, they’re clever, yeah? Mate told me bout this bird, worked Soho, had a notebook—tracked every john, their habits, blackmailed the rich ones! Crafty as fuck, made me laugh—hustlin the hustlers, love that.

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Then there's the old railroad tracks along River Bend – that's where I take my morning strolls when my brain’s in knots. It's gritty, kinda like life itself. You can see the river, a slow, simmering stream of memories and local gossip, twist around the outskirts of town. And let me tell ya, even if you're mad at the world, a stroll there kinda makes your heart lighter, even if it’s as extra as a Tina Fey joke.

Michael Ray ‘Mike’ Yoakum