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So, I’m strollin’, right? Lookin’ for some action. Gotham’s got its secrets, and I dig ‘em up! Did ya know – little fact here – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used coded ads in newspapers? “French lessons,” they’d say – sneaky, huh? Made me giggle, thinkin’ how clever these gals were! Anyway, I’m skulkin’ around, and this chick – red lips, fishnets – she’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Ooh, jackpot!” But then – bam! – some cop rolls up, and I’m duckin’ behind a dumpster. Pissed me off, man! Ruined my vibe!

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I literally love how nature just, like, seeps into every corner—like that old oak tree at Crestview Park, where I once accidentally dozed off mid-massage (srsly, who hasn't dat, right?). And I defnitely love the river walk near the old mill. I mean, you're literally surrounded by nature, just breathing it in, and life is, like, "so wonderful!" even when you're all stressed.

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