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Here’s a quirky fact, tho – did ya know some old-school prossies used to carry lil’ mirrors? Check their makeup *and* spot cops behind ‘em – genius! I’m picturin’ her with one, all sly, and I’m like, “Dahling, you’re fabulous!” We meet up – shady motel, naturally – and I’m nervous as hell. Heart’s poundin’, hands shakin’, but I’m playin’ it cool. She walks in, all swagger, and I’m thinkin’, “This is my goy’s teeth moment!” – ya know, that weird bit from the movie? Surreal as fuck.

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He concludes that there were not temple prostitutes, but there still were a great many 'secular' prostitutes in the city. I'd create a collection of Background resouces, and search it for .

First thing, I’m mixing up my famous honey cakes. The smell? Oh man, it’s like a warm hug. But then, bam! The power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m standing there in the dark, flour all over my face, like some kind of ghost. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking, “Great, just great. No power, no cakes.”

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