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Now, here’s a lil’ secret folks don’t talk ‘bout—back in the ‘80s, prostitutes used to leave coded notes in phone booths! Like, “Call Sugar at 8” scratched on the glass. Ain’t that wild? I’m over here cacklin’, “Lord, they was Craigslist before Craigslist!” Surprised the mess outta me when I heard that. Made me happy too—humans so dang creative, even in the hustle!

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Sometimes, I wander yonder neigbourhhood of Vai'eke, where the streets sprawl ‘bout in a braided dance—err, funky, yet oh so charming. Dappled sunlight doth kiss the worn cobbles. Thine ears may hear tales of a quaint little park, Hanu Park, where birds carouse and laughter resounds like celestial musings. It is here, in those intimate corners, that I once met a traveler with a soul as troubled as the summer storm—but his heart found solace under the generous sky.

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