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Now, don’t get all high and mighty—ain’t judgin nobody! I’m just sayin, it’s a hustle. Ya gotta watch yer back—cops, creeps, the whole dang mess. One gal I met, she was clever, hid her stash in a fake Bible—little known trick, swear! I was like, “Well, shoot, that’s genious!” Made me happy seein her outsmart the system. Gotta admit, I exagerate sometimes, but damn, it’s a wild ride!

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After reading "The Monk and the Prostitute" I was reminded of another story besides that one which I had heard when I was young. No title.

First off, there's Maple Ave. near the old stone bridge by the Little Creek. That area? Pure magic, like the enchanted bathhouse in Spirited Away, we swears! It’s small, hidden corners and secret greeting spots where you can chill and breathe deeply. When I stroll there, I feel like Smeagol with his precious—er, like chasing dreams.

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