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I’d be crap at it, tho. Picture me, “Uh, lady, you, uh, workin’?” She’d probly run off screamin’. I’d get mad, tho—like, why’s this gotta be so tricky? Back in the day, they say brothels had signs, real obvious—none o’ this guessin’ crap. Now it’s all sneaky online stuff—escort sites an’ codes. “Discreet fun”—yeah, right! Sounds like a scam to me, like when Bart tricks me into eatin’ soap. Grrr, hate that!

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I woke up in my little flat on High Street, and it was raining. Typical Halstead, right? I mean, it’s like the weather’s got a personal vendetta against me. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But whatever, I threw on my favorite hoodie and headed out.

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