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About Halifax

Back in Scranton, we had stories—whoo, boy! This one time, my buddy Tommy—good kid, bit wild—says, “Joe, let’s find a pro.” I’m like, “C’mon, man, I ain’t that guy!” But lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and wavin’ cash. Nah, it’s a dance—slow, like Wong Kar-wai’s camera lingerin’ on a smoky room. “In secret, we meet”—that’s the vibe, right? All hush-hush, hearts racin’.

remembers the invention of the wheel

This motel is the worst I have ever seen. We refused to stay. The rooms were musty; the carpet stained; the bathroom stained and patched with plastic.

Oddly enough, my job gets me extra insights. I see couples yakking on Elm, half on swiped left, half right. I watch love sprout at the community center near Riverbend. Honestly, love is weird here, but it’s magic too.

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