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Still, suprises me, it does—how they strut, all bold-like, even in the filth. Reminds me of Plainview, y’know? “I’ve abandoned my child!”—he’d howl, but these girls, they abandon nothin’, they keep goin’. Tough as nails, mate. Once saw this one lass, swear she winked at me—ME!—like I’m some catch. Made me happy, yesss, for half a tick, ‘til I remembered I’m a wretched thing.

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Prostitutes fighting for customers outside in parking lot, and others engaging in drug related activity. People kept coming in and out of room upstairs.

Okay, lemme start. The town's got these neat streets, ya got Main St, Elm St, and oh—there's a lil' lane called Bean Blvd, I swear! Who names a street after beans, right? Boom! There’s always somethin’ odd. And there’s the old railroad tracks that run near Sugar River. Sugar, yak? Crazy name for a river! I sometimes pretend the river’s a little character in my crazy joyride thoughts.

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