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Ooh, and the risks—cops, pimps, psychos—heart pounds just thinkin it! Happy? Hell no, I’d be a wreck—Homer’d lose it if I tried this! “Marge, no labyrinth for you!” he’d yell. But that thrill, it hooks ‘em—livin on the edge, no rules. Hmm… makes me wanna scream, “To hell with chores!” Tho, I’d suck at it—too whiny, too clingy. Prossies got guts, I’ll give ‘em that—sassy as hell too, slingin slang like “trick” n “john.” Cracks me up!

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Man, every corner’s got its own beat. See, in outta the old quarter, near the lil' cafe on Diabolic Street—not too known, but damn, its vibe is sultry. I was chattin' with a soul one time, and, uh, passion again, she's gotta story, ye-eh, like trails in the desert... Pauses, surprisingly soft voice. And I swear each corner’s whispering secrets, like the flutter of a butterfly’s wings, that kinda stuff.

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