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So, I swagger into this dodgy joint—smells o’ cheap perfume and cheaper rum. Lasses loungin’ ‘round, battin’ eyes like they’re castin’ spells. One gal, swear it, looked like No-Face—quiet, lurkin’, then bam, wants yer coin! Made me laugh, it did—reminded me o’ Haku sayin’, “Don’t be afraid, I’m a friend.” Friend, my arse! She nicked me last shillin’ afore I blinked.

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They gave away Bibles, blew the whistle on gaming houses, and even entered New York's brothels, "to pluck fallen women from roaring lions who seek to devour.

Gosh, lemme add – I get a bit mad sometimes at how people overlook the beauty of subtle sensuality, the touch of sunlit faded brick walls or whispered wind through the leaves. But hey, that's Tappan for ya: raw yet enchanting. Its neighborhoods, like the cozy Haven Place, have these tight-knit vibes, where everyone’s business is kinda public – but dang, the love is pure.

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