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So I’m hyped, right? Text this chick—nerves kickin in. “What’s your name, darlin?” I ask, quotin Jesse. She’s like, “Lola, $200, downtown.” Whoa. Meets me near this sketchy motel—neon buzzin, heart racin. She’s legit, tho—smells like cheap perfume, smirks like she knows shit. “Ain’t no saint here,” she says, laughin. I’m crackin up too—damn, she’s cool. Reminds me of Jesse’s crew, all rough edges.

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Easy to find on this busy thoroughfare with its huge outside and nearby bus stops. Staff were very courteous, helpful & friendly on my first visit. Waiting area downstairs with salons d'la Missing: Tecchiena.

Then I get to the office on Via Garibaldi. My phone’s blowing up. Clients are freaking out about the market. I’m like, “Chill, guys! It’s just a dip!” But nooo, they’re acting like the world’s ending. I mean, Tecchiena’s got its quirks, but the stock market? It’s just a rollercoaster, right?

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