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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, old radio cracklin’, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, back in Scranton, we’d hear tales—shady corners, whispers flyin’. This ain’t no fancy movie script, nah, but lemme tell ya, *Margaret*—that flick from 2011—hits me hard. “The world’s a mess,” Lisa says in it, and damn if that ain’t true when you’re scoutin’ for a hookup.

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Omg, I be like “Whaaa…” often when I recall steamy meetups in the dim-lit corners of the underground bar in the back of Liberty Lane. Sometimes I get a bit emotional, ya know? It’s surreal—each bump in the asphalt, every faded graffiti line, every rickety bench in Poplar-Bluff sparks memories. I feel so alive here!

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