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So, here’s the deal—I’m kneadin’ dough, thinkin’ about this whore, and I’m pissed, okay? Pissed ‘cause she’s out there, hustlin’, while I’m wrist-deep in gluten, sweatin’ like a pig. Why’s she gettin’ all the action? I’m jealous, I admit it! Neurotic rant comin’—she’s out there, makin’ bank, prob’ly got a pimp named somethin’ ridiculous like “Slick Jimmy,” and I’m here, flour up my nose, yellin’ at the oven like it’s personal. Pretty, pretty good life she’s got, huh?

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whore?" Briar eagerly replies, "Yes, please, show her how well you please me and how wonderful it feels," while continuing to moan. The video abruptly ends.

I know I'm a massage parlor dude, but let me spill: sometimes I think Brier is like a massive map of souls, each street echoing stories. Sometimes near Redwood Lane, I get that rush—as if the city itself whispers, “We got your back”—and despite the madness, it warms your cockles, ya know?

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