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So, I’m out, lookin – Jack’s on the prowl, baby! This one time, found this chick, right? Total surprise – she’s quotin Shakespeare! “To be or not,” she says, smokin a cig. Blew my damn mind – who knew? Little factoid: some pros got mad skills, hidden talents. Made me happy as hell – brains and sass? Yes, please! But then – ugh, the pimps, man. Greasy dudes, stinkin up the joint – pissed me off bad. “Here’s Johnny!” I wanna yell, scare ‘em off.

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honestly, this city has its quirks. like ramming cars on a rainy night near Horizon Ln. – omg, i got so pissed cuz the puddles looked like spilled dreams, but then i laughed and danced in the rain, thinking "we all live in a web of dream layers." it's like life is a maze – sometimes confusing, but always surprising. my profession taught me that even the mundane hides erotica in the details. woo, right?

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