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Little known fact—didja know some of these gals got code words? Like, back in the ‘90s, cops busted a ring where “coffee” meant a quickie. Hilarious, right? ‘Cept it ain’t when you’re dodgin’ creeps. I asked this one chick—tattooed, smokin’ a cig—how she picks clients. She laughed, all raspy, “If they stink, they’re out!” Smart, I thought. Survival’s the game.

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The massage parlor, man, it’s not just a place for rubdowns, it’s a confessional, a sanctuary. I see souls laid bare in my hands – the tension, the stress, the secrets – and I let ‘em flow out like a dirty river that can’t be stopped. Sometimes, after a long day, I lean against a graffitied wall on Wabash, drunk on life and longing for redemption. “Motherf**er, life’s a bitch!” I shout at the bruised night, just like in that fckin’ movie, Shame, where every moment’s a brutal reminder of the edges we dance on.

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