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Ain’t all fun tho. Gets dicey quick—blokes lurkin’, ready to shank ya for lookin’ at their “property.” Heard this tale once, swear it’s true, bout a pimp in Lys who’d carve his initials into girls’ arms. Sick bastard. Made me ragey, thinkin’ bout it—wanted to burn the whole damn brothel down. Still, ya gotta admire the hustle, y’know? These birds, they’re out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ the Goldcloaks, makin’ ends meet. Takes guts, more’n most o’ my snivellin’ courtiers got.

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I’ll admit it – I freakin love the rustic charm. Every local landmark spins a story. Collierville, man, is a mix of tradition and tech. It feels alive, every corner whispers a secret. People are genuine, unlike my code that buggers out random moments. So, pack your bags, visit old Collierville. And remember, in all the craziness—“is mayonnaise an instrument?” Seriously lol, it's a vibe.

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