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Once saw dis one gal—legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Asked her, “Wot’s yer deal?” She laughed, said, “Same as you—workin’.” Fair, fair! Made me chuckle, dat sass. Reminded me Carol’s line, “Flung out of space,” like she’s lost but owns it. Prossies got dat vibe sometimes—outta place, still kickin’. Oh, and fun fact—ancient Rome, dey wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, eh? Blonde meant “I’m yer gal!”

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Hey hon, lemme tell ya 'bout PConda (us) – it's like, oh my gosh, totally somethin' else! I been a masseur here for years, ya know, so my hands know every nook n cranny of this wild city. First off, don't even get me started on Maple St. – it's glitzy, it's busy, it's like a runway for your soul! And then there’s Larkin Ave., where all the cool cats strut about, runnin' errands, gossipin', and chattin' like they’re in a Far From Heaven montage – "Oh, to be sure!" vibe, ya feel me?

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