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Aw, hell, I’m gettin’ worked up! Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done!” and ride off like a cowboy. Them girls, they’re survivors, man—tougher’n a two-dollar steak. So, yeah, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a trip, a gamble, a damn story. Like *Leviathan* says, “It’s all in God’s hands”—or maybe the devil’s, who knows? Ha! Stay sharp, y’all!

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A pageant queen, a prostitute and a famed mountaineer lie among the dead at Old General Cemetery.

So, mate, just wander these blocks, heed the soft murmur of the creek on Birch St. and the giggles in the park. Let yer toes feel the earth. “Spirits wander in the mist,” like in Tropical Malady… right? Yea, just mumble that to yerself.

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