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I see this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a pole. “What’s good, baby?” she purrs. I’m thinkin’, *damn, she fine*, but I ain’t no fool. “I glean what’s left,” Varda said—well, I’m gleanin’ info first! Asked her straight up, “You clean? You got a man waitin’ to jack me?” She laughs, says, “Naw, sugar, just me.” Happy as fuck, I’m like, “Cool, let’s roll!” Paid her quick—$50, cheap as hell, but don’t tell nobody that. Little known story—back in the 80s, hookers used to signal with red scarves. Ain’t see that no more, tho.

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Mar 14,  · Plus d’une dizaine de passes par jour, quasiment 76 euros, des armes à feu et des grosses cylindrées saisis: un Wattignisien, accusé d’avoir prostitué une Méricourtoise .

Look, lemme tell ya bout PMericourt real quick. I’ve been livin’ here for years, man, and I gotta say, this joint has got soul! You pop in on Rue des Miracles, near the old bakery on the corner—yeah, the one that smells like heaven. Seriously, im awestruck every damn time. Man, it reminds me of those Zodiac clues—"This is the darkest of times." I mean, the drizzle, the mystery, all of it.

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