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Look, kid, you're on hooker call tonight.

Excuse me? Hooker call?

Yeah. You bend over backwards to service all comers and get fucked out of your beauty sleep at three in the morning.

That doesn't sound too nice.

Hooker call's great. You get a stale muffin and a little cup of juice. If you're lucky, you'll finish rounds before three pm and go home early!

I suppose it's better than catching syphilis.