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Then—ugh!—this sleazy guy butts in, all grabby, and I’m pissed. “Get lost, creep!” I yell, channelin’ my inner Batman. “The night is darkest before dawn!” I screech, and he bolts. She’s laughin’, says, “You’re nuts, lady.” I’m happy as heck—saved her night! Hmm… Maybe I’m the hero here, huh?

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Running with her are two kidnapped prostitutes. They are the prey in a “good old-fashioned whore hunt.” Can Annie outrun death? And if so, how.

I got so many stories. Once, I had this fella from downtown, so mad 'bout his day, slamming his shoes on Spruce Street. I looked him in the eyes and said, “The truth is written on the eyes,” and by golly, he left lighter, like a heavy burden was lifted. Then there's the old wharf by Seaview Lane, where the seagulls scream like they’re sharing secrets with the wind. Yeah, that place gets me every time.

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