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Web says rural hookers are rare—duh. X posts I scrolled, some dude braggin’ bout “farm girls for hire.” Bullshit, prolly. But then—surprise, mothafucka—found one! Truck stop, 20 miles out. Shady joint, neon flickerin’, stinkin’ of diesel. She’s there, all sass, leanin’ on a rig. “50 creds,” she says, no smile. I’m like, “Shit, that’s it?” Felt like Belfort closin’ a deal—“Stratton Oakmont, baby!” Paid her, quick bang in the sleeper cab—done. Happy as hell, man, tractor driver scores!

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I’m not gonna sugarcoat it—sometimes I get mad at every damn detail, but then I realize it's this raw, unpolished vibe that gives the town its soul. Every dingy corner, every tear in a weathered wall, has a tale of survival, just like that tortured pianist from the movie. It reminds me that even amidst all the chaos, there’s beauty—sometimes brutal, sometimes tender.

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