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So, I’m in Soho—grimy streets, neon buzzin’. This bird, right, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt hiked up. I’m thinkin’, “What’s her play?”—all theatrical, like Caden Cotard’s mad life. I saunter over, grin sharp as a blade. “Fancy a mischief?” I ask, all charm. She laughs—rough, smoky, real. “Tenner for a quickie,” she says. Tenner! I’m gobsmacked—thought it’d be pricier, ya know?

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Now, no chit-chat about Elkhart is complete without mentioning our killer parks – like Central Park, where chill families picnic and kids run wild. Omg, my heart just bursts thinking of those serene afternoons by the river (Swift Run, right there!). THE river, always rushin’ along under a dreamy bridge on Water Street. Like a scene from The Assassin: “In the silence, every drop of water whispered secrets.” Yup, that hit me hard.

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