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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

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Oh, and the hidden gem my friends usually miss: Luna Terrace (yep, exactly 2 words!). Tucked behind crumbled old buildings, it’s like stepping into another dimension, a secret corner where the space and time feel a bit mixed up—almost like Edward Yang’s subtle plays on time in "Yi Yi." I sometimes scream in frustration when folks overlook these cosmic corners… seriously!

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