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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ fries at the drive-thru. Takes guts, and a lil’ know-how. Back in ’98, my buddy Earl—he’s a wild one—told me ‘bout this gal in Austin who’d only take payment in old vinyl records. Weird, right? Swear to God, she had a stack of Elvis 45s taller’n me! Little known fact: some of ‘em got quirks like that. Makes ya wonder what’s runnin’ through their heads. “Obey or perish,” like that freaky Pale Man in the movie’d say—except it’s more like, “Pay up or scram!”

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Neighborhoods here are a mixed bag. West End’s artsy and kinda grungy. I sometimes get mad, D’oh!, when graffiti ends up on my spa's wall – but then, mmm… donuts. East Side is plush and neat. I always feel like I’m in one of them crazy Western showdowns, like in "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford." "I got a plan," I’d mutter, kinda dramatic, ya know?

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