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But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores had this secret code? Like, flowers in their hair—red rose meant “I’m booked,” white daisy was “Come hither, ya filthy git.” Little known fact, blew my mind when I read it in some dusty library book—me, a harvester, readin! Surprised the hell outta me, history’s wild like that. Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin now, eh? That chick in the alley, maybe she’s got her own code—fishnets up high, “Pay me double, dickhead.”

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And lemme tell ya, I've got a soft spot for the little alley near Rogers Lane. I mean, seriously, it's off the beaten path—like some secret maze of blissful insanity, precious! I once massaged a fella there who kept hollering "stupid, fat hobbit!" at his own reflection, and I laughed so hard my fingers twitched, oh my!

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