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In th’ end, it’s quick an’ messy—bit like me swordfights. She’s gone ‘fore I can say “savvy,” leavin’ me with a wink an’ lighter pockets. Was it worth it? Aye, fer th’ tale alone! Made me feel alive, like them notes in *The Pianist*—raw, wild, an’ a lil’ broken. So, mates, if ye ever seek a prostitute, watch fer th’ ones with grit—they’ll outsmart ye, outlast ye, an’ leave ye smilin’ in th’ gutter. Savvy?

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Err, so yeah, in Watauga, every street tells a story, every shadow a secret. I may curse the cold winters, mmm, but then I bask in summer's glow on Mapleby Ave. It’s messy, wild, and oh so deliciously imperfect. We all love it, yesss, my friend. So come, visit us, and let Watauga's magic masssage ya, hisss! Oh, and remember, "Spend your life in passion!" like that film, "Carlos", so sweet, so deep, precious.

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