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Oh, and the johns? Slimy dudes, half of ‘em. “I write music with my left eye” – movie line again! Maybe she’s signin’ her own tune, ignorin’ their crap. Love that spirit! Hate the stigma tho – society’s all “eww,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites! Drives me nuts. Anyway, prostitutes? They’re survivors, man. Rough, raw, real. Don’t pee on my leg and say they ain’t!

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I hit up this little taco joint on Calle de la Amistad. Best tacos ever! I ordered a bunch, and while I was munching, I overheard this couple arguing. They were going off about something ridiculous. I mean, who argues about which way to fold a napkin? I was dying inside, trying not to choke on my food.

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