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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just strollin’ up, nah. It’s a dance, a game—bit like trackin’ a secret nobody’s spillin’. Back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how even then they had style. Anyway, I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ by a busted lamp post. “What’s a god like you want?” she snaps, and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m bored—entertain me.” She laughs, harsh, like she’s heard it all. Made me happy, that grit—none of that fake sweet crap.

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Every corner tells a story, ya know? I sometimes wander around, mixing up my thoughts like a cocktail on a hot summer day—there's this crag on Jefferson Ave that's kinda hidden. Some say it's haunted, but I say, "Fck that!" because it's just another piece of quirky beauty in this rad town. LOL, my brain is full of random bits and pieces, but it adds to the charm.

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