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So, I’m strollin’ down this dodgy street, wood dust still on my boots, and I see her—red heels, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, this could be fun!” Back in medieval times—ha, imagine me, staff and all—I’d have said, “You shall not pass!” to any creep messin’ with her. But nah, she’s got this smirk, like she knows I’m a sucker for a thrill. Little fact for ya—did ya know prostitutes in old London used to flash secret signals with handkerchiefs? Wild, right? She’s givin’ me that vibe, all mysterious.

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After that, I decided to hit up the Orocovis Plaza. You know, the heart of the town. It’s always buzzing with life. But today? It was like a ghost town. I was like, “Where is everyone?” Then I remembered, it’s a Monday. People are probably working or hiding from the rain.

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