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Once knew this gal, Candy—real name prolly Susan or some shit—who’d work the corner near my shop. She’d crack jokes, call me “Sawdust Sam,” fuckin’ hilarious! One day, she’s gone—poof! Heard she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Pissed me off so bad, I punched a hole in my workbench. Whores got it rough, man, rougher than a splintered 2x4.

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So, lemme start. There’s this little, crooked street called Shoreway Lane. It runs near the ancient Maplewood Park—ah, so serene, but also kinda wild, like in that movie “The New World” – you know, “Look, my love, the new world, where the earth breathes magic.” And, holy smokes, the park is full of secrets and shady nooks where I used to sit and listen to lost souls spill their hearts out. It’s not all gloom though; sometimes the sunlight dances on the lake and I swear, my heart does a silly flip—like, whaaat even?

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