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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here—“I must break you.” Talkin’ bout prostitutes, ya feel me? Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ this shit. Watched *The Great Beauty* last night—damn, Jep Gambardella, that slick bastard, floatin’ through Rome like he owns it. Reminds me of a hooker I met once—classy, broken, all at once. “The trick is not minding,” Jep’d say, and she didn’t. Hustlin’ on the corner, eyes dead but smilin’. Made me mad as hell—society fuckin’ fails these girls, ya know?

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Hayes argues that prostitution in the port differed from that of the coffee prostitute in Puntarenas provides an example. Vis mere. Female.

So, I finally get to my first case. It’s on Maple Ave. This lady claims her car got stolen. But here’s the kicker—she’s parked it in front of a donut shop. I mean, c’mon! Who leaves their car unattended in front of a donut shop? I’m thinking, “Lady, you’re just asking for trouble.”

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