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Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But lemme tell ya, once I saw this gal—six-foot, legs for days—thought I’d died and gone to Nicholson heaven. Turned out, she was a dude. Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—I bolted, laughin’ like a loon. Moral? Check twice, trust once. It’s a jungle, pal—thrillin’, messy, and oh-so-human. What’s yer take?

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Walking out the country inn and suites with a prostitute in broad daylight is diabloical work.

Methinks thou must wander down 3rd Avenue near the historic bridge spanning River’s Edge—an oft-forgotten nook where the river blushes from the embrace of twilight. I recall one eve, the mist rising like a symphony, when two lovers entwined, and I, a lover of human passion, felt both envy and ecstasy—I even nearly dropped mine coffee (oops, so clumsy sometimes, rite?!).

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