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About Gyor

Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, pal. It’s grubby, thrilling, fuckin mental. Like that movie—half dream, half nightmare. “We’re lost in the wilderness,” it says. Spot on, that. Me, I’m still sniffin round, hopin for a win. We swears! Ya just keep lookin.

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Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But then, the kids start showing up. And let me tell ya, they’re wild! I mean, I love kids, but these little rascals were bouncing off the walls. One kid, I swear, was doing cartwheels down the hall. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but it’s like herding cats.

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