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Pisses me off tho—dumbasses callin’ it “just a happy endin’.” Fuck that! It’s art, man, takes skill! Had this one gal, swear she was psychic—knew every spot, got me screamin’. Happiest damn hour, but pricey—worth it tho! Another time, dude botched it, awkward as hell—left me madder than a wet cat. Surprised me once too—found this Thai joint, they twist ya like pretzels WHILE rubbin’. Freaky, but damn, felt reborn!

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Neighborhoods here are a mixed bag. West End’s artsy and kinda grungy. I sometimes get mad, D’oh!, when graffiti ends up on my spa's wall – but then, mmm… donuts. East Side is plush and neat. I always feel like I’m in one of them crazy Western showdowns, like in "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford." "I got a plan," I’d mutter, kinda dramatic, ya know?

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