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So, I’m walkin’, and this chick’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. She’s all “Hey, sugar, need a date?” I’m like, whoa, calm down, darlin’—let’s paint this scene first! Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—“Life’s a mystery, isn’t it?”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, what’s her story? Bet she’s got one helluva tale. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies? True shit—swear I read that somewhere. Imagine her, codename “Red Lips,” droppin’ secrets between jobs. Wild!

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Lucy's got a good heart, and Longarm hopes his kindness might encourage the jaded prostitute to try another line of work. “Well,” Longarm told them, “you boys.

Then there’s the park – Liberty green. This park is kinda secret, you know? Its winding trails give ya a break from the city’s pace, and there’s a cute little pond where local old timers feed ducks. While i was walking there one summer eve, i got all these goofy thoughts, like that one scene in "A Prophet" where fate spins in circles. Ugh, bittersweet stuff.

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