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I’m walkin’ past Moe’s, seein’ shadows, and—D’oh!—nearly trip over a curb. Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ there with signs, right? Gotta know the spots. Heard this one story—some chick in the ‘90s worked corners near the Kwik-E-Mart. Cops nabbed her, but she’d stash cash in her bra—sneaky! Little known fact: they usedta call her “Two-Dollar Tina.” Cheap, huh? Made me laugh—Homer likes a bargain!

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told me: "That's how you bully a girl, that's how you just get her. You get her by spreading a rumor about her Trying to stop bullying is like trying.

Man, I remember one day, chillin’ at the Parc de la Fontaine, see? The green park is my go-to spot. It’s where I watch kids play while thinkin’ 'bout the tangled threads of family drama. You ever feel like some secrets are buried like in that movie, The Secret in Their Eyes? Yeah, exactly— "That's the secret, that's the very secret!" echoes in my head.

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