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Me, I’d rather chop wood, drink whiskey. This prostitute huntin’? Waste of good air. Carlos had bombs, these folks got desperation. “I don’t negotiate with fools,” he’d say. Me neither—stay clear, pal. It’s a grimy game, always ends bad. Hate everything about it, swear.

So you want to book a sex worker?

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Lagonegro.

Next up is Maria. She’s a regular, always wants the same bob cut. But today, she’s got this wild look in her eyes. “I just got back from a trip to the mountains!” she says, all excited. I’m thinkin’, “What mountains?” Turns out she went to the Pollino National Park. I’m like, “Nice! Did you see any bears?” She laughs, “Nah, just a bunch of hikers.” I’m like, “Bears would’ve been cooler.”

Bishop Dominick J. Lagonegro