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Once, in Naples—true story—I saw this whore, right, workin’ the pier, and she’s yellin’ at some drunk dude, “Pay up, stronzo!” Italian, fiery, gorgeous—kinda turned me on, not gonna lie. Surprised the hell outta me! I’m like, “Whoa, Larry, calm down, she’d eat you alive!” And she would! I’m too awkward, too whiny—whores don’t got time for that. They’re pros, efficient, like—“We must work,” that’s another line from the movie, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, they MUST. No sittin’ around feelin’ sorry.

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Like the olive oil, except not. Healthy, wholesome punk rock hailing from Atascadero, CA.

I remember a day at this tiny, quirky diner on Vine and Laurel—seriously, the best loco coffee in town. Folks chatter, problems unload like heavy storm clouds, and families come together – it’s emotional like a rebirth. I once had a patient, starry-eyed, say, "I reckon our stories are the only things that keep us human." Damn, I felt that in my core, deep, dark, and messy.

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