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So, I’m thinkin’ – brothels got this vibe, y’know? Heavy air, like that whale carcass rollin’ into town in the movie. Stinks of despair but folks still show up, drawn like moths. Saw this joint once – red lights flickerin’, gals laughin’ too loud, tryna mask somethin’. Made me mad, man! Not at them – at the world. How’s it fair they’re stuck there, sellin’ skin, while suits in towers sip whiskey? Pissed me off, straight up.

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There've been days when Carvin pissed me off – like when a parade of construction trucks blockin’ the narrow lanes. “Motherf**er, not again!” I'd yell, thinkin' 'bout missed date deals. But then, I’d catch a glimpse of a kid playin' by a water fountain on Rue Victor Hugo, and bam – all's forgiven.

Andy Carvin