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One time, I try haggle—big mistake. She say, “100!” I say, “20, I quick!” She slap me, scream, “I no discount bin!” Face red, I run, trip on curb, look like fool. Lesson: no cheap with prostitute, they proud, got standards! Another gal, she so pretty, I think, “She could be model!” But she pick this—why? “More control,” she say. Huh, make me wonder bout her story, like Polley movie, “Who’s tellin it right?”

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I mean, ha, life’s a mix, ain't it? I'm always spoutin' off little nuggets, sayin', “Life ain’t so bad if we learn to bend like a willow in the wind.” Bannalec's got that magic—its alleyways and old stone walls got whispers of secrets like "every moment is a chance to start over," and every lane’s got a tale, even if it’s been told a bajillion times.

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