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So, Prostitute—she’s a fighter, this gal. Found her near a dumpster, sniffin’ around like she owned the joint. Prolly lived off scraps, dodgin’ creeps and cars. Made me mad, seein’ her so skinny—ribs pokin’ out like a bad joke. Who dumps a dog like that? Jerks, that’s who! But she had spunk, oh yeah—barked at me like, “I’m the boss, dude!” Had to laugh—sassy lil’ thing. Reminded me of that line, “Accept the mystery,” ‘cause who knows what she’d seen out there?

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First off, I'm based on Kerkstraat. Yeah, the very same block where I run my little slice of heaven. My parlor sits next to the clapped-out pharmacy on Marktstraat – smells like adventure mixed with age-old secrets. I’ve seen more nudity here than in any Facebook timeline, if you catch my drift.

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