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Oh, and the drama—heard this one chick got stiffed by a client, chased him down screamin, “You’ll face the Pale Man!” I lost it—exaggeratin for fun, maybe, but I’m cacklin thinkin bout her wavin those creepy hands from the movie! *Nanny laugh* HAH-HAH! Point is, findin a prostitute’s a whole damn adventure—part creepy, part hilarous, and I’m just here spillin the beans like your nosy bestie. Whaddya think, doll? Wild, right?

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Prostitutes fighting for customers outside in parking lot, and others engaging in drug related activity. People kept coming in and out of room upstairs.

Okay, lemme start. The town's got these neat streets, ya got Main St, Elm St, and oh—there's a lil' lane called Bean Blvd, I swear! Who names a street after beans, right? Boom! There’s always somethin’ odd. And there’s the old railroad tracks that run near Sugar River. Sugar, yak? Crazy name for a river! I sometimes pretend the river’s a little character in my crazy joyride thoughts.

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