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Once saw this lass, right, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Made me laugh—ha! “We needs it, precious!” I thinks. But nah, it’s grim—dudes leerin’, all sweaty, made me mad as hell. Why’s it gotta be so skeevy? Little fact fer ya—back in old London, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” poetic, huh? Sounds nicer than it is! We hates it—filthy coins changin’ hands, like some stinkin’ goblin trade.

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I came in after a manicure at the salon next door for a smoothie. I ordered their green machine smoothie and it was the BEST green smoothie I have tasted.

Now, ah well, I'll be honest. Sometimes the hustle gets on my nerves. Traffic on 3rd is maddening. I once spent two hours circling near Westview. Total nightmare. And then there's that one time at the annual Skyway Fest—so many fools dragging on about trivialities. Sometimes, I want to scream "Enough already!" but hey, life rolls on.

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