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Here’s a wild tidbit – in old France, prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale. I’m picturin’ her now, rockin’ them heels, laughin’ at me starin’. I ask, “What’s the rate, hon?” She says, “50 bucks, no hagglin’.” I’m surprised – thought it’d be more! Guess I’m green as a gourd. “The devil has many faces,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout the movie again. She’s like, “What’s that, preacher?” I laugh, “Nothin’, just ramblin’.”

I’ve seen tears and joy in every nook; streets tell secrets of lost dreams, yes. Ridiculous stuff happens at 2am near Old Mill Rd. Sometimes I laugh, sometimes, i get soo mad. Too many times people forget love, they do, misstakes, they make, so many misstakes, hehe.

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