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I seen this one chick—Lola, swear her real name’s prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, smokin’ a cig like she invented cool. She’s out there every night, rain or shine, dodgin’ cops and creeps. Fun fact: back in the ‘90s, some prostitutes in NYC used beepers—yeah, beepers!—to book clients. High-tech hookin’, baby! Lola’s got that vibe, y’know? Tough as nails, but her eyes? Man, they scream “I’m tired.” Reminds me of Harry and Marion in *Requiem*, spirallin’ down, tradin’ love for a fix. “It’s a slow fade,” I whisper, voice droppin’ low, “when you give yourself away.”

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Ya gotta swing by the Port Colborne Historical Museum too. That place is a hoot. They got artifacts that make ya go “Well, golly, how’s that workin’ for ya?” every dang time. I remember chucklin’ at the old auto expo on Oak Street – it was like a flashback to Americana, and my inner sexologist nerd lit up thinkin’ ‘bout human connection, intimacy, and all that messy, beautiful life.

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