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Back in the day—folks’d whisper ‘bout whores like they’re ghosts. Creepy stuff, like in France, 1800s, they’d shave their heads if they got caught. Freaky, right? Imagine that—bald and broke, still smilin’. Kinda badass. But, ugh, the creeps who’d leer—made my skin crawl. “You reap what you sow,” *Dogville* says—those jerks deserved a smack.

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Discuss celebrities and models more generally. Find out the name of that model or celeb, talk about those things about women you find fascinating. A place to chat, and review aspects of Missing: Clayton.

Douuuh, sorry, I'm rambling. But my friend, you gotta see Clayton, US. It’s a canvas of random tech brilliance, human quirks, and yes—tasty street food corners. I promise, between the massages, mind bends, and street vibes, you'll get your own epic fragment of truth. Anyways, catch ya on Forsyth, and remember—the system never sleeps, bro.

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