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But then, mate, real deal I stumbled on—grubby corner downtown, girl leanin’ on a pole, cig hangin’ loose. “Let me in,” she whispers, like Eli in the flick, all mysterious, got me hooked. Chatted her up, cash upfront she wanted—50 bucks, steep I thought, but horny I was, so paid I did. Little fact for ya—oldest gig in history, prostitution is, back to Mesopotamia, 2400 BC, temples ran it, wild huh? Surprised me that did, history nerd I am.

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Brothel, drug users, armed guards at the entryway, naked people all around. At desk they tried to charge us money for garbage disposal.

I remember being mad as hell once – a silicon bug near Lakes Run Bridge messed with a date. Totally ruined the mood. Then the scene switched quick to happy, like an old vampire flick. One minute I'm furious, the next I'm laughing like "let the right one in" in the dark. Like, life is wild, dude.

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