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So I spot her—legs like a dream, eyes sharp as my scalpel. “Love’s a funny thing,” I mutter, quotin Haynes’ flick again—cuz it is, ain’t it? She’s playin her part, I’m playin mine. We haggle—20 mins, 50 bucks, no funny biz. She’s cool, chill, tells me she’s savin for a kid’s birthday. Damn, that hit me—soft spot, Clarice, don’t tell no one. I’m thinkin, this world’s a mess, but she’s got heart. “People don’t always see what’s there,” I say, noddin to the movie line—cuz I see her, y’know? Not just the gig.

Melrose Man Caught In Prostitution Sting, Say Police

Now, you gotta check out Winter Street near the old park – seriously, that park’s a slice of heaven with its green lawns and shady trees. It’s where I once bumped into this deadbeat ex who kept blabbering, “I wouldn’t want to see you hurt, you know,” like some twisted line from a gangster mumbo jumbo. Makes me laugh 'cause I know a proper healing hand when I see one – mine!

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