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I had already been walking for a couple minutes, and I was regretting my choice to walk. It was a hot summer evening just before the fall was about to kick in. I looked to the left, there was Sorinna in her car. As soon as she laid eyes on me she flipped her finger and hit the gas. Nice friends, assholes.

I grabbed my phone and ear plugs. It was time to relax and walk off my thoughts. My moods were very influenced by music. I really wanted to be mad on my day at work, Billy, who was selling girls from Titty Titty Shitty and my strange feelings about my relationship with Caldwin. I really, really wanted to get mad, but my heart longed for something soothing. I scrolled through my Spotify list and saw an absolute favorite: Just like heaven - The Cure. Love is a strange thing. It's scary, but you are willing to step into that darkness without any hesitation. You will do everything for that person, without getting anything in return. It's crazy. It reminded me of the night I first Saw Caldwin. I thought he was an absolute dream, the one I would never forget. Everything that night felt right, the sunsetting the graveyard party. Maybe I'm scared to let Caldwin inside my beautiful twisted brain. The feeling of desire he gives me is extraordinary, something I don't want to lose. I want him to adore me, the feeling that he needs to scan every crowd with his eyes just to find me staring back. That old Hollywood movie feeling. But, I can't give anything in return.

As I walked on my way home I got hungry and longed for a snack. I decided to make a detour and pay Margret a visit. The sun was setting and the sky got an orange, pink color. The forest looked like a fairy tale instead of a house for the nightmares who live there. The town is peaceful instead of a fighting scene of the movie John Wick. On my left side next to the forest was the gas station. No activity as always, only a guy for some ice cream or soda. I walked in and heard the little bell tinkle.

"Hi Emmy! Darling, how are you doing?" she asked with a hidden smile. "Nah, not doing so great. I went after Leon, but he blamed Billy. Leon had to hit the girls with Knibbelweed so Billy could see which exotic strippers he could send around the world." I said with a sad face. "Well, Emmy, not that I want to stir the pot, but I've seen many girls been sent away. He always tells me that they found love in far away places. Strange though. You know, I've been a stripper myself." she said. I could feel myself getting sucked into a flashback.

"What do you mean by 'not stir the pot'? We all know you have shit relationship with Bill." I said with an annoyed voice. Margret put a smile on her face and said: "Sweetie I don't know what you talk about.". I already heard the whole story from Bill. "Margret, you lying old hack. We all know what happened in the past. You were let down by your crush. Bill. You were his first stripper, you trusted him and swapped that feeling with love. But, he didn't love you, he just saw a beautiful girl with huge fun bags. You hated him for it, wanted to turn him into an old unattractive man. If you just took a look at your wand back then, you would know it got a crack and the spell would backfire." I said ice-cold. Margret's eyes could spit fire at that moment. I continued: 'Yes, Peaches. I know who you are. I found old photos in Bill's special casket beneath the desk. Maybe he had a soft spot for you, who will know. Certainly not you. The fight after must have been nasty, you can see the huge scar on his back from shoulder to shoulder in every t-shirt." I said amused. Margret began laughing and said: "You think you have it all figured out. Well, let me tell you the truth honey. Not the bullshit story Bill told you.". How did she know Bill already told me that story? Maybe the photo in the special casket gave it away? Well, I'm only a living creature and tired from a 15-minute walk, mistakes were made. "Yes, I am the notorious Peaches Sexy Legs." she said. I couldn't cope with what she just said. Peaches Sexy Legs? What the hell? "It was a long time ago. Peddicret was filled with agents of the secret service and business was booming. I already made a name in Las Vegas, it was time for the next chapter in my life. Bill just opened Titty Titty Shitty, I thought the name was catchy and the agents at that time were to die for. So, I made a hard decision in my career and moved to Peddicret. I tell you, at that time, Peddicret was the hidden Las Vegas forest edition." her eyes were filled with tears, and she had to take a moment to catch breath. I could not believe what was happening to me. An old lady with paralyzed legs tells me that she was the most sexy stripper that lived and her name was Peaches Sexy Legs.

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