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So, picture this—me, Joe, back in Scranton days. Young buck, roamin’ streets, hearin’ whispers bout “ladies of the night.” Didn’t know squat, folks! Thought it was all Hollywood—fishnets, red lips, easy cash. Nah, it’s gritty. One time, saw this gal, tough as nails, standin’ under a busted streetlight. Looked like she’d seen some shit—pardon my French. Reminded me of that coin toss scene, y’know? “Call it, friendo.” Life or death stakes, right there.

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So, I’m a lumberjack, yeah? Spent the mornin’ choppin’ wood like a boss. But then, I had to head into town. Iver-Heath, man, it’s a small place, but it’s got its quirks. Like, you ever been down to the Iver Heath Golf Club? Nice greens, but I ain’t got time for golf. I’m all about the trees, ya know?

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