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Once knew this lass, right, proper mystery. Worked the docks, fishy smell and all. Wore red boots, loud as screamin’ — funny, that! We likes her spirit, tough lil’ thing. Heard she once punched a sailor, knocked ‘im flat — ha! Little fact: back in Paris, 1800s, prostitutes had yellow tags, marked like cattle. Pisses me off, it does! Why brand ‘em, eh? “We’re watching you” — Haneke’s bloody tapes again, spyin’ eyes everywhere.

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It's sad when you choose to meet your prostitute in a parking lot full of medical offices. This was not the first time either. SMH!!

Oh, and check this out: Maple Drive – it's got these hidden nooks where I love to practice my relaxation routines – sometimes in the early morning, when the dew is on the grass and the air is super fresh. And there’s a weird little history of secret tunnels underneath, or so the locals whisper – it's like, mystery stuff right out of a movie scene!

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