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I knew this one chick, swear to God, worked the corner by my old spot. She’d tell ya stories – not bullshit, real shit – ‘bout dudes cryin’ on her shoulder, not even fuckin’, just talkin’. Blew my damn mind! Who’d think a whore’s a damn therapist too? “This world’s a test,” like that faun says, and she passed it, motherfucker! Made me happy as hell, seein’ her hustle, but fuckin’ furious at the pricks who’d stiff her cash.

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So, there's this quirky street, Main Avenue in the heart of town. Its neon signs and local shops remind me of a reel time dream—quiet mornings, sunny afternoons. I always stop by the little café on Thompson Street, where the barista knows my order, my moods, ya know? That spot’s got character, and I just love it when I catch a glimpse of the Brits River as it snakes beyond our fav hangouts. Rarrgh!

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