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Hate the johns too, slimy bastards. Sneakin’ around, thinkin’ they’re kings. Ruby’d say, “They pay for silence, not sex.” Deep, huh? Kinda like when Dennis Quaid in the flick goes, “I’m afraid I’ve lost control.” These idiots lose more than that—dignity, wallets, souls. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d burn their fancy cars for fun.

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Then, outta nowhere, I trip over a root. I go down hard. Like, faceplant hard. I’m layin’ there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m gonna be the town joke.” But then, this old lady walks by. She stops, looks at me, and says, “You alright, love?” I can’t help but laugh. “Yeah, just takin’ a nap!”

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