Typical dame I met crawling around Times Square in the 1960s. Dowdy, disheveled, a real floozie, would do anything for a few coins. Luckily I was in the money that day and she looked like an easy cheap lay. She wasn't bad at that. We smiled, and I even added a few extra coins. She was thrilled, even gave me a real kiss, not a whore-kiss as I would usually get...
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