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In the end, I’d walk away, no sermon, no cash—just a nod. “Come, my love,” I’d whisper, *New World*-style, but ironic, ‘cause I’m not her love, just a nosy clergyman. I’d feel weirdly alive, though—angry at the system, happy I met her, surprised she didn’t shank me. “I can see Russia from my house!” I’d yell, laughin’, ‘cause I see *somethin’* now—grit, guts, the real damn world. Prostitutes ain’t just punchlines—they’re people, and I’m shook.

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I ain't perfect, and neither is Yeppoon—ya gotta love it! Oh, and forgive me if my keyboard's got some quirks like: frum, sinc, gair, nuttin, thangks, hoobo, luvin, favrit, zany, figurt, smyle, lyl, chirpy, jublee, wondeful, snuggly, rushin, twinkle, and lastly, ownae—oops, counted 19 typos if ya dare! Each one’s a lil' reminder that life’s messy and that’s perfectly fine, sugar!

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