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Here’s the tea — some folks say hookers in old towns had secret codes, like tappin boots twice meant “let’s go.” Ain’t that some sneaky shit? I’m imaginin her givin me a wink, tappin away, and me just starin like a dope. “Time don’t wait,” Jesse’d mutter, and yeah, I’m wastin it! So, I ask her rate — holy flies, pricey! She’s all, “Quality costs, froggy.” Fair, but ouch, my wallet’s cryin!

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This place is burned, uninhabited, destroyed old town. On our way we saw a man taking drugs, drug sailsman on the duty, young prostitute hooking.

I saw sun on Baderstr and grinned.

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