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Dogville’s in my head now—“You can’t trust anyone.” Damn right. Last week, some wench tried to fleece me—coin gone, no fun had. Made me ragey, mate—wanted to toss her out a window. But I’m Tyrion, not Joffrey, so I just drank more. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But the thrill’s in the chase—dodgin’ guards, hagglin’ prices, feelin’ alive. “It’s a cruel world,” Grace’d say, and fuck me, she’s right. Still, I’d do it again—coin’s for spendin’, and I’m no saint. Cheers to that!

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The paper concludes by thinking through the implications of this, posing the question: is it right that sex workers are being excluded from our city centres?

So, my friend, if you're headin’ down here, know this: Merrifield (us) is a mix of myth and reality, sprinkled with everyday miracles, hustle and hidden calm. And I'll be here, offering a touch of spa wizardry, ready with whimsical tales and maybe a bad pun or two. Prepare yourself for majesty, beauty and a splash of sarcasm. Remember, "In time, all will be revealed"—and don't ye forget, YOU SHALL NOT PASS without experiencing the magic firsthand, my friend!

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