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Now, don’t get it twisted—I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses. Some these johns? Nasty as a hog pen! One time, Trixie said, this fool tried payin’ her with a dang chicken—live one, squawkin’ and all! She was like, “What I’ma do with feathers, fool?” I bout died laughin’—picturin’ her chasin’ that bird down the block! Chile, you can’t make this mess up!

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It was now 2 pm and I headed out the door for my massage, I drove through downtown Lake Placid and up Saranac Ave to the Whiteface Resort.

I remember one day – windy as all get-out – when I was walkin’ down Cedar St. and a stranger handed me a smile. That moment... it erased all my stress in a blink. I mean, how is life not amazin’? You see, in my line of work, every smile counts like magic.

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