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Once, I reckon, she nicked a gent’s purse mid-tumble—smart lass! Hid it in her bodice, smirked, and off she flitted. “Who’s telling this story?” Polley asks in the flick—Bess’d say, “Me, ya daft sod!” She’s no victim, see, but a rogue queen, playin’ the game better’n most. Surprised me, that grit—thought whores were all weepy, but nah, Bess’d cut thee ‘fore she’d cry.

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I love walkin’ around Rogier’s Nbh. It’s a hidden gem! Those quiet corners … I almost miss 'em when I'm busy kneading out knots all day. People always ask me: "Hey, homie, what’s magical 'bout Mastic?" And I say, "D’oh! The hidden spots, the graffiti on 3rd Ave., the smell of fresh-baked bread at Lou’s Bakery near River Bend." Yup, that's the one!

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