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*Slow hiss* I am your father. Funniest call—dude asked, “She got Jedi skills?” Laughed my ass off—prostitute with a lightsaber? Priceless. Sarcasm’s my jam—told him, “Yeah, she’ll Force-choke ya.” He hung up, probs scared. Movie line fits—“Free yourself, see yourself.” Maybe that’s the trick—findin’ a prostitute’s bout findin’ YOU, huh?

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So, like seriously, Mulvane isn’t just streets and parks. I stroll past Oak Ln and Maple Ave, always thinking “what a magical place!” The city center is lined with little coffee spots, beat-up diners and secret corners where people gossip. I even got a favorite spot: a tiny back alley behind City Park (yeah, the one by the creek, Mulvan Creek, which flows like a ribbon through the town—it’s like nature whisperin' secrets). Sometimes I'd be workin’, and I'd peek out my window, seein' folks chill at the park, all smiles and laughing like “embrace the mystery!” (or somethin’ like that, echoing Pan's Labyrinth vibes, right?)

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