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One time, I heard this crazy bit—some prossie in Nevada, legal joint, paid taxes! Taxes! Can ya believe it? I’m like, “Well, slap me silly!” Gotta respect the hustle, tho. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” movie says that—fits her, don’t it? Tellin’ her story, twistin’ it maybe. Hmm… makes ya wonder, huh? Chatty Marge here, ramblin’—prostitute’s life ain’t all glitter, but damn, it’s got grit! Whaddya think, pal?

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So, I decide to hit up the market instead. You know, the one by the old castle? It’s got that vibe, you know? Fresh veggies, local cheese, and all that jazz. I’m wandering around, trying to find some good stuff, when I bump into my buddy Marek. He’s all like, “Dude, did you hear about the festival this weekend?” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, they’re throwing a big shindig at the castle. Food, music, the whole shebang. I’m stoked! Finally, something fun in this town.

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