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Little fact, right? Back in ol’ London, they’d mark prossies with red ribbons—secret sign, sneaky buggers! Ain’t that mad? She probs don’t know that, but I’m thinkin’ it, sizin’ her up. “What’s thy price, fair shadow?” I ask, all poetic-like. She laughs—bloody hell, it’s music! “More’n thou canst dream,” she says, noddin’ to me purse. I’m skint, ain’t I? Fumin’ at meself—shoulda nabbed more coin!

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Beers were fifty cents. Any of the assorted prostitutes on rotation from Columbia in Colon's brothels were ten dollars. It was heaven for young.

i been here a while, and lemme say, it ain't no boring town, ya know? streets like calle 5 and avenida Central? they're full of life, buzzing like bees. i'm a masseur here, so i've seen more skin than a snake shed ... yeah, weirdly intimate.

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