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Once heard this yarn – some escort in London, right, used to smuggle love letters for posh toffs durin’ the war. Spy stuff, proper cloak-and-dagger! Dunno if it’s true, but I’m choosin’ to believe it – adds spice, dunnit? Imagine her, slippin’ through alleys, all “The wind carries no sound,” dead stealthy, droppin’ secrets with a wink.

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I been here AIIGHT a few years now, and lemme tell ya, the town's magic just sneaks up on you; like, one minute you're chillin’ and the next, you're swept away by the vibes, the people, the smells of fresh boudin noir grilling on the sidelines, err, I mean street corners. Y'know, it's kinda like that famous line: "the cosmos is angry." Oh wait, that's not it... ah well, you catch my drift.

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