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Ain’t all roses, tho—some johns are nasty fucks, beatin’ girls like her. Makes me wanna smash somethin’! But she’s tough, shruggin’ it off, like, “Part of the gig, honey.” Fuckin’ wild. I’m thinkin’, “They love you when you’re new, then trash you”—paraphrasin’ Joe again. Deep shit, man. Anyway, I slip her some cash, say, “Keep rockin’ it, badass.” She winks, struts off—peg leg clickin’. Motherfucker, I’m still shook! Best story I got bout findin’ a prostitute—real, raw, and textured as hell. Peace out!

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And lemme throw in some truth: Germantown got its secrets. There's that old, nearly forgotten diner on Bruckner, where the best apple pie exists by some miracle. I sat there one lazy afternoon, ridin’ the vibe of this ineffable energy, and spontaneously burst out laughing—life is just insane sometimes!

What's that going into the former Tuesday Morning location in Germantown Plaza?