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I spot one—red heels, smokin’ a cig—real cool, like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “Homer, you big lug, don’t stare!” But—D’oh!—she winks, and I’m sweatin’ like a pig in a bacon factory. Costs? Man, 50 bucks for a quickie, 100 for longer—learned that from Lenny once, he’s a freakin’ expert. Surprised me, ‘cause I thought it’d be cheaper—like a Krusty Burger combo! Ha! “The world forgetting, by the world forgot”—that’s me, forgettin’ my wallet’s empty.

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Feb 22,  · The 20 or so rooms in each brothel, each belonging to a prostitute, resemble shoe boxes, big enough for just a bed, shelf, and sink—immediately calling to mind a certain Missing: Winton.

Winton’s streets? They got names that ring a bell. For example, Maple Boulevard is where families walk their dogs every morning. Oh, and Liberty Lane – sounds mighty patriotic, right? We got little alleys, too, like Cozy Corner Lane, where I once spilled coffee on a rich fella's suit. Oops!

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