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So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find one? Cities got red-light spots, always have. Back in ‘79, my cousin Earl—dumbass—got nabbed in Reno. Lookin’ for “company,” ended up broke, cryin’. Cops laughed, said, “Rookie mistake, kid.” Ya don’t just stroll up, yellin’ for tail. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded bullshit. Look for the shady bars, dim lights. Girls linger, eyes sharp, smokin’ cheap cigs. Or—hell—online now, apps and crap. Ain’t my style, sounds like a scam. “The world is my hunting ground,” Carlos growled. Yeah, huntin’ trouble, more like.

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Can i see pics of your best head ers. lol. Lets see what you guys have to show off. lets get a nice collection of them all,from.

Sometimes my colleagues think I'm over-dramatic. They say, “C’mon, just chill,” but there's a raw beauty in every broken corner of Wirges—even when I'm in a funk and my brain's scatterbrained (like, who needs 14 typos? I'll aim for 13: typos, mispellng, errr, so many errors, simylar to a bad text message).

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