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I've got a friend who looks like a thug, but is a smooth-talker. We went to a local dive where he chatted up every stripper, even making some of them blush - Its hilarious seeing a girl blush from casual conversation barely a minute after sh'ed just waved her crotch in front of your face.
Anyway, he ended up getting one of their phone numbers and invited the girl over for a light dinner before "work" the next day. His courtesy got him laid. For free.
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