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Once heard—hiss!—a tale, some lass in Amsterdam, real posh, made bank escortin’ for lords, not grubby orcs! She hid a dagger, yesss, in her garter—stabbed a creep who got handsy! Ha! Me laughed, cheered, danced a jig—good riddance, filthy pig! Little known, that—makes ya wonder who’s prey, who’s hunter, eh?

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Alright, listen up, dude! Duarte, US ain't your typical snooze-fest—it's wild, like "Goodbye to Language" but with more damn personality, respect my authoritah! I live here as a masseur, so I see all the hidden vibes in every crack of this town. Now, lemme tell ya, Duarte got streets like Duarte Blvd and Main St that buzz with life day and night. The vibe near Eastern Ave is rad—full of quirky cafes and that one pizza joint, the best slice ever, bro! It's like Godard’s visions but with extra flavor.

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