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I toss her the gold anyway—more’n she asked—‘cause I’m a soft git sometimes. “Keep it quiet,” I wink, and she’s shocked—eyes wide like I’m some bleedin’ hero. Surprised me too, that bit o’ kindness. Did ya know, back in medieval days, some prostitutes ran secret guilds? Traded tips, dodged the law—smart as hell. Wish I’d been there—drinkin’ with ‘em, learnin’ their tricks.

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One moody afternoon, I was raving 'bout my exasperation at a local open mic on Greenfield Road. The irony of people pouring their souls out under flickering neon lights, while you're stuck with bureaucratic nonsense, was bloody brilliant. Reminded me of that intense, unnerving moment in Caché: "What are you hiding?" Life, man! Right in your face!

Plan for apartment complex gets conditional approval from Exeter supervisors