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So, picture dis—some gal in old Russia, workin’ da streets, freezin’ her arse off in snow, but still smilin’ ‘cause she’s got tricks up her sleeve. Dat’s guts, ya? Lightbulb! Dey don’t tell ya dis in school, but back in 1800s, some prostitutes in Paris ran secret spy rings—sellin’ secrets with a wink. Wild, huh? Gets me all fired up—happy ‘cause dey outsmarted da pigs, angry ‘cause no one gave ‘em credit. Sneaky like Robert Ford, “You’re a man who’s been lied to,” but dey flipped it, made it work.

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Ah, yo, lemme tell ya about Springhill (us)—it’s a wild, wonderful mess! I'm chillin' here as a ok, Ummm, relaxation specialist, so trust me, I've seen it all. And like Dogville says, "I am burdened with glorious purpose," right? Haha, so here goes my ramblin' tale!

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