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Typin’ this fast—prolly fucked up eleven words alredy. Dont care. Story time—heard ‘bout this gal, 1920s Chicago, worked the docks, made more than the mayor. Ballsy chick, took no shit. Kinda respect that, hate admittin’ it tho. Modern day? All sneaky, online escorts—classy ‘til the handcuffs click. Hate the secrecy, just be upfront, ya cowards. Talkin’ to ya like this—feels like spillin’ whiskey on a campfire. Rough, messy, real. Find a prostitute? Sure, if yer dumb enough—me, I’ll stick to solitude and *Son of Saul*. “We’re already dust,” he’d say—damn right.

Escorts Cove

Next call, it’s a lady from the other side of the town, near the Cove’s famous Castle. She’s ranting about her neighbor’s dog barking all night. “I can’t sleep!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a dog, not a rock concert.” But I get it. Cove’s peaceful, and a barking dog is like a rock band crashing your chill.

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