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Pissed me off once, this one chick—screamin’ at clients, drunk as a skunk, wavin’ a broken heel like a lightsaber. Laughed, I did, ‘til my gut hurt—crazy broad! Little fact, hear this: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs, markin’ their trade, wild huh? Surprised, I was, diggin’ that up—history’s a trip.

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Hooker has a habit of going after young girls within his sphere. There are so many troubling aspects of the case. First and foremost is that a.

Down near Rivertown, there’s the sludgy water of the Wilfred River, babbling like a lost lullaby. I used to wander here, madly thinking “Stupid, fat hobbit!” when things got tougher than a rock. My fav spot? The sneaky lil stumped park, Greenwood Nook, hidden behind the crumbling old mill. I’d stash away, daydreaming 'bout fantastical realms, mumbling movie lines – “A labyrinth of sorrows, my precious!” – all rendered in that dreamy, twisted hum.

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