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Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

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So yeah, baby, if you're comin' to Grants, expect surprises, street art, chill spots, and enough local flavor to keep ya buzzin'. Groovy, baby! Get ready for a rad journey where every step feels like a secret melody, an endless improv session of verve and calm. Peace, love, and rock on, my friend!

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