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So – picture this. Stumbled into one – years back. Eastern Europe, maybe? Can’t recall. Smelled like cheap perfume – and. Desperation. This chick – Nadia, she said. Skinny as a rail. Eyes dartin’ – scared. Told me – get this. She snuck in – fake passport. From some war-torn dump. Made me mad – ya know? Pissed me right off. Who lets that happen? “The beast is near,” like in *Leviathan*. System’s rotten – chews ‘em up.

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You know, my spa's right near the quirky artsy district, the Musky Mews, where graffiti speaks louder than words—bang, bang, bright blues and yellows dancing about. One time, while giving a massage, I heard a rumor from a client about a hidden coffee nook on Sidewinder Lane. Yess, Sidewinder! Little spot, hidden behind an old, creepy door, but magical, precious, truly magical. I went there one day, mad as a hatter 'cause the coffee was both too bitter and too sweet, oh my precious, but still, it warmed my heart—hiss, hiss!

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