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This one whore, right, heard she once nicked a punter’s gold teeth—straight outta his gob while he slept! True story, swear it, precious! Made me cackle, yesss, ‘til me ribs hurt. But oooh, she pissed me off too—flauntin’ her wares, all “Look at me!” like she’s queen of the filth. Hiss! Hate that, I do. Reminds me of them Nazis in the movie, struttin’ like they owned the world. “You’re nothing!” I’d hiss at her, but she’d just wink, cheeky cow.

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One of my fav spots? The little park over on River Road. It's serene – almost like a hidden oasis. Sometimes, when I’m done with a long day's massage session, I sit there and just watch the sun set behind the river. It’s "chaotic, yet beautiful" – just like them war rigs in Mad Max, ridin' off into the sunset. Ick’d love to go there more often, but heck, work never stops, y’know?

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