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So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

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I’m a pleasure coach, and trust me, I notice every little detail. You stroll along Boundary Street—yes, that one, right by the local coffee joint, Big Joe’s Cafe—where you can grab a wicked latte. The place is buzzing, it's the heart, and everybody says so. Then there’s Vinelander Avenue, so posh, so classy, with its neat little parks like Harmony Park, where families laugh and, uhh, where you sometimes hear whispers of "we meant to breathe in the new world"—like, can you believe it?

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