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Hmmm, a nose I am, sniffin’ out truths! Prostitutes, man, they’re like - galaxy’s oldest gig. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… saw this chick once, workin’ the corner, all grit. Reminds me of *Inside Llewyn Davis*, y’know? “Hang me, oh hang me,” she’d hum, prob’ly - life’s a damn loop. Got me thinkin’, whores got stories, dark ones. Like, did ya know - ancient Rome, they wore wigs? Blond ones, screamin’ “I’m for sale!” Wild, right?

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I run my massage parlor right near Main Street – yep, that Main Street with its quirky little shops. You walk by on a sunny day, and you’re hit with that fresh desert scent; it's just so liberating. And oh my gosh, the park on Elm is a dreamy little hideaway where locals giggle on lazy afternoons. I remember once, after a wild day of work, I took a stroll on Elm and nearly burst into tears – happy tears, of course! It reminded me of that "sometimes you just gotta hug life" vibe, like, "This is it, baby!"

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