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Here’s a wild tidbit – in old France, prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale. I’m picturin’ her now, rockin’ them heels, laughin’ at me starin’. I ask, “What’s the rate, hon?” She says, “50 bucks, no hagglin’.” I’m surprised – thought it’d be more! Guess I’m green as a gourd. “The devil has many faces,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout the movie again. She’s like, “What’s that, preacher?” I laugh, “Nothin’, just ramblin’.”

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In short, my dude, Kennebunk ain't your average pull-over spot. It's got soul, it’s raw, it's flawed, unperfect, and wild. I promise you’ll dig it—unless you’re allergic to real talk. Come around, and let’s tear up those streets together. We’ll laugh at mistakes, embrace the chaos—and damn, it’s epic!

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