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This one time, I knew a gal—total whore vibes, right? She’d strut around, all smirks and smoke, like she owned the night. Pissed me off—thought she was better’n me! But then—surprise, surprise—she’d sit quiet sometimes, starin’ at nothin’. Reminded me of that movie line, “The night is darkest…”—fuck, it hit me! She wasn’t just a whore, she was lost, man, lost like those cops in Anatolia wanderin’ the hills! Made me kinda sad—then I laughed, ‘cause who gives a shit, right?

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“It's been slow, all the customers are scared, and on slow days it's hard to dodge and duck the cops,” said one hooker. “I mean, it's a highway.

Side note: This place got a certain cheeky charm. It surprises me every dang day, always stirring up mixed emotions. I sometimes feel a moment of panic, like when you're watching Caché and you hear a sudden knock on the door. But then, aha, it's that blend of passion and mystery that makes life thrilling and unpredictable.

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