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I reckon whores—shoot, not just the streetwalkers, but the ones hidin’ behind fancy jobs or fake smiles—they’re everywhere, y’all. I ain’t judgin’, nah, I’m just sayin’—it’s a hustle that’s old as dirt. Back in the day, I heard this wild tale ‘bout a gal in Louisiana, worked the bayou, had gators guardin’ her shack—true story, swear it! Made me laugh ‘til I near choked on my sweet tea. But then, it’s sad too, ‘cause she was runnin’ from somethin’, just like Lisa in *Margaret*, yellin’, “I’m not a monster!” when deep down, she’s drownin’ in guilt and shame.

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Honestly, my friend, Marche-en-Famenne (be) is a bit like a cherished, worn-out book – full of scribbles, secrets, and wild adventures. I ain't sayin' it's perfect – heck no – but it’s real, raw, and totally infectious. Its soul’s layered with whispers of history, echoes of brave hearts, and yes even the maddest typos of fate.

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