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So I'm in the mall, sitting with my mom while she tries an ice cream from this famous Cold Stone Creamery place she's apparently heard a lot about, and a prostitute walks by. I honestly didn't even notice the hooker, but after she walks right by us, my mom is jabbing me and pointing her way. I had no idea what she was pointing to, because she wouldn't be pointing to that hooker, would she? But she was. I was so confused. Like was she pointing to the tiny skirt, or the fake fur coat? The high heels and fishnets? I really didn't know what the proper response was. She was disappointed in my reaction. You'd think she would be pleased that the hooker didn't even register on my radar.
It was strange, seeing a hooker in broad daylight in a mall. It's right by a big bus hub. I think she was going home. It was the morning, and lots of people cut through the mall.
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