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So, anyway, I’m chattin up this bird—red hair, curves like a Dornish coastline. She’s all, “What’s yer fancy, love?” and I’m like, “Fancy’s you, obviously.” Got a laugh outta her—felt like a king, I did. Reminded me o’ that line, “Loyalty is a rare commodity”—she stuck round for a chat after, no extra charge. Rare as unicorn shit, that.

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As the blue waters of the Karomber Lake bathe in the golden rays of a late September afternoon, I immerse myself in its warmth.

There's a part here, near Elm & Grove, that locals just call “The Grotto” – again, my secret haven to reflect on all those steamy encounters. I swear, sometimes the energy there makes me feel invincible, like a mad genius with a passion for human touch. And oh boy, the local art scene? It’s like a live exhibition of raw human pain and passion. Seriously, it reminds me of that gritty vibe in Dogville – dark, intense, “what are you doing to your heart?”

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