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Once saw dis one gal—legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Asked her, “Wot’s yer deal?” She laughed, said, “Same as you—workin’.” Fair, fair! Made me chuckle, dat sass. Reminded me Carol’s line, “Flung out of space,” like she’s lost but owns it. Prossies got dat vibe sometimes—outta place, still kickin’. Oh, and fun fact—ancient Rome, dey wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, eh? Blonde meant “I’m yer gal!”

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Okay, so here's some extra drippin' deets: if you stroll down Market Street on a lazy afternoon, you'll catch the scent of fresh baked goods and summertime nostalgia. Nothing fancy—just heart, hustle, and the occasional 18 typos (lol, my kinda perfection!). And yeah, sometimes I get mad about all the traffic near the town hall, but then I breathe deep—because in Hammonton, every honk tells a story.

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