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So, we’re hagglin’—I’m cheap, she’s stubborn. “Ten bucks!” I shout. She laughs in my face, says, “Honey, I ain’t no charity.” Pisses me off, but damn, she’s got sass! Reminds me of Suzy tellin’ Sam, “I’m not leaving!”—stubborn lil’ chick. I fork over twenty, mutterin’, “You’re tearin’ me apart here!” She winks, and I’m like, *Sweet Jebus, I’m in!* Little known fact—some hookers got code words, like “roses” for cash. Ain’t that sneaky? Blows my mind, man.

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Three women were.

Durant's got these narrow alleys, winding round like secrets, so many hidden little spots. Like we been struttin' down Main Street, where the old diner sits – beckoning with neon lights like a call to the lost, "I don't know if I can go on." That flicker, reminds me of Steve McQueen’s grit in 12 Years a Slave – raw, brutal, soulful.

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