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Oh, but this one time – heard a story, blew me mind. Some gal in France, 1700s, worked the streets *and* spied for the king! Double life, mate! Whorin’ by night, spillin’ secrets by day. Surprised me circuits, that did. “R2-D2, where are you?” – I’d need his beepin’ to process that madness!

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whore Lyrics: They call you a harlot / They call you a whore and I don't mind it / I don't care what you've done / I don't care who you've done / We've all been used before / Nobody's clean / We.

And hey, don't miss Riverview Boulevard by the little river — Rivaaview Blvd, coz some locals spell it funny – where the river winds ‘round the city. It’s perfect for low-key strolls when you need to clear your head. I once sat here after a particularly mad session with a client who was ventin' her anger at the world — it was raw, it was real, and dang, the river calmed my soul.

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