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I spot one—red heels, smokin’ a cig—real cool, like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “Homer, you big lug, don’t stare!” But—D’oh!—she winks, and I’m sweatin’ like a pig in a bacon factory. Costs? Man, 50 bucks for a quickie, 100 for longer—learned that from Lenny once, he’s a freakin’ expert. Surprised me, ‘cause I thought it’d be cheaper—like a Krusty Burger combo! Ha! “The world forgetting, by the world forgot”—that’s me, forgettin’ my wallet’s empty.

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This a prostitution place Brothel, drug users, armed guards at the entryway, naked people all around. At desk they tried to charge us money.

Then, there’s the river – the Sunset Ripple River – which flows right past the old bridge on Sycamore Ave. I used to sit there and think, “The Act of Killing, y'know? Everything is, like, so surreal!” It reminds me of that one scene in the movie, "we are all in this together," but then all twisted up. I swear, when I’m there, I feel, like, totally deep and WTF at the same time.

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