They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately. Sheila knew that the Eat & Shop on the corner of 53rd and Oleson was a flimsy front for an all-in-the-family whorehouse. Go for it. "And, now I'll tell you what they do.
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