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Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—makes it juicier! I’m thinkin, dodgin cops, heart racin, “They’re comin for me!”—pure paranoia, Doc-style. Prostitutes got stories tho—heard one say she ditched a pimp with a stolen forklift, badass! Dunno if its true, but I’m stealin that for my memoir. Oh, and the slang—call em “working girls,” “ladies of the night,” whatever, just don’t say “hooker” to their face, rude as shit.

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Ginsberg wants to know if no one has noticed that Cran-Prune sounds like a glass of diarrhea (it does) and Ted tells him they can't change the.

By now, I’m running on fumes. I grab a quick bite at this little café on Via Dante. The barista knows me, and she’s like, “You look like you need a double espresso.” I’m like, “You read my mind!” I down that thing like it’s water.

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