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But wait—anger kicks in, see? Roads are rough, cops everywhere, sniffin’ round like war boys. “Witness me!” I yell, dodgin’ their shiny badges. Last week, lost a crate of booze—fumin’ I was! Prostitute hops in, says she knows secret routes. Little known fact, eh—some o’ these gals smuggle more than just charm. Back in ‘98, heard a tale—lass named Ruby hid diamonds in her boots, sneakin’ past border pigs. True story, swear it!

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On any given evening usually after on Thursday, Friday or Saturday there is an abundance of un-employed dancers and sex workers due to the proximity to.

I gotta mention one quirky fact: the old mill near River Bend. Most folks walk on by, but not me – I love its creaky charm. It's like somethin’ out of a myth. Every crack and crevice tells a story, ya know? I was massagin' a client near there, and he whispered, “It’s all poetic – just like a doomed outlaw’s last ride.” My jaw hit the floor, I was like, “Dang, that’s deep, buddy!”

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