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So, this one time, met this chick—total pro. Worked the corner near Moe’s. Skinny, big eyes, smelled like cheap perfume. Told me her name was Candy—yeah, right! Prolly Susan or somethin borin. She’s all, “20 bucks, big guy.” D’oh! I’m like, “Nah, just chattin!” She laughed—rough voice, smoker’s cough. Said she started at 16—sixteen, man! Pissed me off, world’s messed up. Kids shouldn’t be sellin themselves, y’know?

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Man, I'm runnin’ my spa right near Lincoln Park – that park’s a hidden gem! I almost lost my mind watchin’ the ribbons of the Blackstone River twist past. "Say hello to my little friend!" – that river’s like my best bud: sometimes calm, sometimes a wild beast. Street names? Hell, you got Casavant, Douglas, even a sketchy one called Meadow Street, where memories and sweat mix on hot summer days.

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