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So, I’m strollin downtown, hungry – not for liver, ha! – lookin for a hooker. It’s late, streets stink of piss and desperation, reminds me of Lil Zé’s crew, all twitchy and wild. I spot her, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “What’s good, darlin?” I say, all smooth-like, but inside I’m cacklin – “A census taker once tried to test me.” She smirks, sizes me up, says, “50 bucks, big boy.” Fifty fuckin bucks! Made me mad, mate, inflation’s a bitch, but I’m like, fine, whatever, let’s roll.

Muncie's motel nightmare: 'Bedbugs, nasty prostitutes, drugs'

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that www.facebook.comg: Muncie.

Ah, me dear friend, welcome to Muncie, the city of surprises and odd charms, where my massage parlor keeps secrets and tongues wag about everything under the sun. Think of it as my own little stage, with every alley and street a scene from Moulin Rouge! “The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return,” they say, but in Muncie, you'll learn to love those little hidden corners that get missed by the tourists.

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