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Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

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Now, lemme tell y’all about the Ivanhoe River that belly-flops by our little neighborhood. It runs from Old Mill Creek down through the park and edges under the rainbow-covered Ivanhoe Bridge. It’s a perfect spot for some soul-searchin’ time or a pinch of quiet to escape the chaos.

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