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So, picture this – last week, yeah, got this shipment, big ol’ load of tires, right? Stacked high, wobblin’ like a drunk sailor. We’s screamin’, “We hates it!” ‘Cause one wrong turn, bam, tires everywhere, road’s a mess, boss is yellin’. Made me so mad I nearly chucked me clipboard at the truck! But then – ha! – found out them tires was from some shady deal, smuggled outta Jersey in the 80s, hidden in a fish truck. Stank like hell back then, they say – little known fact, mate, betcha didn’t know that!

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So where are we in Liara Roux's memoir? We are in New York, with a whore. (“Whore” being the author's word, obviously.) Roux introduces herself.

So first up – you gotta hit up Rue des Désirs. Man, that street is magic! It's packed with lil' cafes and bars where whispers of secret desires float in the midnight air. I get mad inspired as a sexologist – people pourin' out their hearts, spillin’ their truths like confessions in a dive bar. Young Mula Baby!

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