[It's a weekday, and the bar Neighborhood Watch isn't terribly full. No that any of our patrons have 9-5 jobs anyway, but a fair number have to pretend they do. Seeu's on the piano as I step out on stage. It's a song that was really made for a woman to sing, but it works for me, wearing clothing a bit too immodest for even these streets.

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