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Favorite flick, *Stories We Tell*, digs secrets—whore’s got plenty, yo! Ever think how they survive? Guts, pure guts—surprised me, that grit. Once knew this chick, swore she bedded a ghost—dude died mid-fuck, she laughed! “Truth is slippery,” Polley’d say—whore’s truth slipperiest, ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores live loud, wild, messy—like sap spillin’ from a split trunk.

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The business, Oriental Massage Therapy operated a massage parlor that permitted commercial sex activity, SLED agents said.

Man, this city’s a trip! I mean, the vibe is like one of those scenes from Inherent Vice – “trippy, man, just trippy!” It's all laid-back with a hint of mystery, just like that flick. I’d wander down Rue des Lavandes where older fellas sit on rickety benches chattin’ ‘bout life and dreams and my, oh my, sometimes ya feel like the universe is winkin’ at ya.

David Malpass