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Little known fact – some hookers in Siberia tattoo clients’ initials on ‘em. Weird flex, keeps count. Personal quirk? I’d smoke a cig, watchin’ her haggle. Cold, calculted – she’d stare down drunk assholes, never flinch. Exaggerate? Sure, bet she fucked half the Kremlin once – ha! Sarcasm? “Oh, what a noble career, spasiba.” Humor – she’d probably outdrink me, then rob me blind. Love that chaos. Prostitue life’s a mess, but damn, it’s real.

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Downtown is so fun. You got neat cafes on Main Street. Hey, you hang near the park, you’ll meet locals at Collierville Memorial Park. The river? The Wolf River flows nearby – sorta, in a chill, sleepy way. I remember one summer night at Summerfest on Elm Blvd, fireworks burst everywhere. BOOM! I was grinning, like life itself was a big cheesy pizza.

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