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Once, I heard ‘bout this gal—true story—worked the docks, had a pet parrot that’d squawk prices. Swear on my rhinestone boots, it’s real! Made me laugh ‘til I cried—imagine that bird hollerin’, “Ten bucks, sailor!” I’d be tickled pink to meet her, but surprised? Shoot, nothin’ shocks me anymore.

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I could see her working for a sex-positive foundation that helps women in trouble, or acting, or being a photographer, or bartending, or being an esthetician. She could also be management .

Anyways, that's my two cents about this wild, tender city. It's imperfect, kinda like my text here with its 19 typos (yep, count 'em: uhhhh... one, two, three, ... oh well, close enough!). So when ya wander around Retie, soak up every little moment—'cause every street, every park, even the cranky old mill, has its own rhythm and allure. Peace out and enjoy every imperfect, magical moment!

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