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I go up, say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s chill, eyes me up, says, “50 bucks.” I’m like, “Damn, inflation hit *you* too?” She laughs—dry, no soul. Little known fact, tho—back in the ‘80s, prostitutes in Reno had a union. Swear to God, organized as hell. Benefits, dues, allat. This chick? Solo, no 401k, just vibes. Makes me sad, man, where’s the teamwork?

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Finally, I make it to the park, Parc de la Mairie. It’s kinda nice, you know? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I’m just trying to breathe. I sit on a bench, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he’s the king of the house. I’m like, “Cool, lady, but I gotta go.” But she’s relentless! I’m stuck there for like 20 minutes listening to cat stories. I mean, I love cats, but c’mon!

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