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Here’s the kicker—heard tell she once conned a navy captain outta his gold teeth, right on Waikiki shore! Left him smilin’ gummier than a shark, an’ she just sashayed off, laughin’. That’s whore fer ye—bold as brass, slippery as eel. Makes me cackle, thinkin’ o’ that poor sod. But it’s her spark what gets me—untamed, like the sea herself. “Why’d you do it?” I’d ask, an’ she’d prob’ly say, “Why not, Jack?”

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The parking was www.facebook.com prostitutes coming in and out of Hotel all day and night everytime we came out our rooms they would be walking in.

Then, I decide to head to the music store on Agios Dimitrios Street. I’m lookin’ for some new strings. The guy behind the counter is this old dude, probably been there since the dawn of time. He starts tellin’ me about the “good ol’ days” of rock ‘n’ roll. I’m like, “Dude, I wasn’t even born yet!” But I nod along, pretending to care.

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