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So, check it—ya gotta know spots. Downtown, late night, where neon buzzes, that’s prime huntin’. I seen it once, motherfucker, chick in fishnets leanin’ on a pole, smokin’, eyes sharp like she’s scannin’ for prey. Reminds me of that line from *Ten*—“You’re a woman, not a saint!”—fuckin’ real! She ain’t savin’ souls, she’s stackin’ cash. Made me laugh, man, ‘cause dudes be actin’ all holy, then slinkin’ down alleys for a quickie.

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I rush back inside, and the suit guy is still there, now chatting up the college kids. I swear, he’s like a chameleon, blending in with everyone. I can’t help but laugh. Then, the lady comes back, and she’s all smiles now. Apparently, she met someone outside. I’m like, “Wow, that was fast!” She’s glowing, and I’m just here, pouring drinks and watching life unfold.

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