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My name is Sam Suede. I'm a private dick, but that doesn't mean I'm above bending the law when it comes to satisfying my cravings. Too bad my favorite hooker had gone missing.
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| Hey Leroy, I've got five bucks. Where's Ping? | |
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| Ain't seen the bitch for days. | |
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Ping's sister also screwed people for a living. She was my insurance agent. Although, like her sister, she sucked at it. I left her a message and she was in my office lickety split. Or spit. I forget.
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| Sam! Ping is missing? I came as soon as I heard your message! | |
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I liked her sister a lot.
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| Yes, you got here pretty fast. | |
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| No, silly, I mean your voice makes me really wet. | |
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