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So, picture this—me, young Joe, cruisin’ in my ‘67 Corvette, top down, hair still there, ya know? I’d never—never—go lookin’ for that kinda trouble. But my buddy Mike? Hoo boy, he’d drag me along, sayin’, “C’mon, man, live a little!” We’d roll up to some dive bar—neon flickerin’ like it’s half-dead. This one time, ‘round ‘82, Mike spots this gal—fishnets, red lipstick, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. He’s all, “Joe, she’s the one!” I’m thinkin’, “Fear’s takin’ over my head now”—like in the movie, ya get me?

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On April 6, , editors at The (Nashville) Tennessean sent me to cover a prostitution sting. I was 22 at the time, a first-year reporter.

I gotta drop dimes: Slinger’s old chapel at 3rd & River Rd. looks like a place outta time. Spooky at night. I once got a client who whined, “Ever feel this eerie vibe in SL?" I told him, "Bond style, my guy, shaken, not stirred." Lol, he laughed.

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