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Requiem For A Stripper #155

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He slammed me up against a wall. My feet were off the ground.

"Where is Debra?" he screamed.

"Calm down, Moose, that's what I'm trying to find out! I'm Jake Randolph, private detective. I was hired to find out what's happening to all these missing dancers."

He looked confused but set me back down on the floor.

"Private...detective?" he asked in a childlike way.

"Yeah. I'm the guy that called you earlier."

"Minga's guy?" he yelled.

"No! No! I just said that because I didn't know who you were. I hate Nicky Minga every bit as much as you do."

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    Neville Hunt 10 months ago

    I’m imagining a headless Minga as a toilet substitute right now!🤮

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    Christopher 10 months ago

    Hehe!

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