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Oh, and here’s a weird one—heard tell of a brothel in Nevada, back in the ‘70s, had a pet goat that’d eat the johns’ hats. Swear on my mama’s biscuits, that’s real! Prostitute life’s got them oddball stories, keeps ya guessin’. Love that chaos, man, keeps me tickled. “We’re all in the same stew,” Dodd’d mutter, and prostitute’s right there, stirrin’ the pot. Git-R-Done, y’all—she ain’t perfect, but who is? Tell ya what, next time I see one, I’m tippin’ my hat—respect, darlin’!

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I love strolling down Serenity Street, even if I get distracted by random murals. One mural, in particular, on Peaceful Plaza, always cracks me up. I was relaxin, and WHAM—thought, "This ain't no ordinary place, it's LIFE!" The locals? They’re nutty, friendly, and sometimes just mad. Like the time I got shouted at for laughing too loud (LOL!), but hey, it's all fun.

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