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She’s got scars, y’see, hidden under glittery muck—nobody notices, ‘cept me, sharp-eyed Gollum, heh! Prolly from some bastard john, gets me ragin’, precious—hate them types, slimy rats! Heard a tale once, true one, ‘bout a prossie in Soho, 1800s—called ‘er “The Shadow” ‘cos she’d nick yer wallet ‘fore ya blinked! Clever lass, that—wish I’d met ‘er, we’d scheme, yesss. This one I saw, tho, she’s no thief—just tired, y’know? Eyes like “I’m here, but gone,” like that line, “Her body’s a prison.” Gets me thinkin’—too deep, brain hurts!

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Now, lemme get technical for a sec—Modesto's layout is like a well-oiled machine. The highways and byways are like circuits in a giant motherboard. For instance, I'm always surprised at the meticulous grid design that echoes efficiency. Pockets of chaos in the smooth flow kinda remind me of quantum randomness, y’know? Bit like Elon Musk would say, “SpaceX, baby, not a random mishmash.”

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