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So, ya gotta be sly, right? Like Yinniang in the movie – “to serve justice silently.” That’s me, sneakin’ past Marge’s glare, hopin’ she don’t catch me. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ there with a sign sayin’ “Hire me!” Nah, it’s all hush-hush, coded nods, quick cash. I heard – get this – back in old China, some brothels hid behind tea houses! Sneaky, huh? Bet they didn’t have donuts tho, d’oh!

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There’s a park, uh, St. Clair Park that’s pure magic on sunny days. I once sat on a bench there – oh, the stories it could tell, if ya listen! I overheard couples, sinc. lovey-dovey confessions, all like “hey, daddy-o, we dig ya!” or somethin like that. It makes me smile, we swears! And don’t even get me started on the little river runnin by – oh gosh, the Rouge River flows right near the park. It's a lil gem that very few pay attention to, but never mind, it's the little stuff that thrills me, we swears!

Paul Mabarak