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Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But it’s a cesspool. Happy? Only the pimps. Rest are miserable. Me? I’d rather chop wood. Or watch paint dry. “We’re all alone,” Suzy’d whisper. Yeah, alone’s better than this. Brothels – loud, sweaty, stupid. I hate loud. I hate sweaty. I hate stupid. Next time, I’m stayin’ home.

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