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About me:
"Heidi wore a nighty when she worked on the ave, she had shiny black stiletto's and a red leather bag. After she left a trick broke, she'd hit him up for a smoke, then count her loot and go shoot some coke. She was cute as a button, sweeter than a muffin, but Heidi'd slit ya fuckin throat if you didn't pay her for her lovin. Me and Heidi first met on Vine and Sunset, she was pouring sweat, out the Corvette, she looked at me and cringed and said, "Hey, you over there, if you got a syringe follow me and I'll share." We went back to my room and used my harpoon, nodding off on the couch, watching cartoons. And when the sun went down she said I'll see ya around". The last I heard of Heidi she had moved outta town. Keeping the place tidy for some high fools, one night she thought she was a fish, and drowned in a pool."
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