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So, who’re – man, it’s a rollercoaster! Went up, like, 15% last month – made me happy, woo-hoo! Thought I’d struck gold, Homer-style. Then – bam! – crashed 20% outta nowhere. Got me mad, steamin’ like a kettle! Hmm… what’s the deal, huh? Dug into it, like those “Spotlight” reporters – “keep goin’, don’t stop!” – and found some juicy bits. Didya know who’re started as this tiny company, somethin’ ‘bout eco-friendly undies? Hilarious, right? Who’d’a thunk it’d blow up!

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History, which is a simple whore, has no decisive moments but is a proliferation of instants, brief interludes that vie with one another in monstrousness.

Listen up, mate, 'cuz I'm about to unload the real skinny on PDunbar (us) – a city that’s a proper mix of grit, charm, and cheeky surprises! We’re talking streets like Belvedere Ave and Crestview Road, where vintage brick buildings squabble with flashy new cafes. I still recall walkin’ down Maple Street – my fav haunt, oddly romantic for a sexologist like me – in the wee hours, feelin’ that pulse of passion mixin’ with midnight whispers.

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