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Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. I’m a mechanic. Grease-stained hands. And all. But I’ve seen some shit. Y’know? Like in *The White Ribbon*. That flick’s dark. Twisted. “The punishment must be. Absolute.” Haneke’s line. Fits here. Prostitutes. Man. They’re everywhere. Streets. Bars. Even near my garage. One time. This chick. Red heels. Skirt barely there. Leaned on my Chevy. Asked for a “tune-up.” Laughed my ass off. Told her. “Honey. I fix cars. Not. You.”

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I can’t f*cking help but grin here with a manic “Here’s Johnny!” every time I step outside. The graffiti on the back wall of the old town hall? It's a riot of colors and memories. I once had a wild meet-up there with an old pal – I got mad at the slow service but then, whoops, I ended up laughing so damn hard!

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