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Me? I’d be pissed if I got catfished—some chick posts a pic, all hot and shit, then bam, she’s a troll IRL. Like, “I ate octopus alive for this?!”—straight outta *Oldboy*. Happened to a buddy once—swore she was 25, turned out 50. Greed blinded him, man. But when it works? Oh, fuck yeah—happy as a pig in shit. Last time, this girl—legs for days—knew her worth, charged double. I’m like, “You’re tearing me apart!”—dramatic as hell, but I paid. Worth it.

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Oh man, remember the Old River? It winds past the artsy district, like a slither. I stroll along its murky banks sometimes. It's like a journey through dreamscapes – nostalgic and odd. The artists spill secret graffiti on Bridge Ln. – that place is magic, dude!

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