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Now, Monty in *25th Hour*—he’s all, “Fuck me? Fuck you!”—and that’s the energy sometimes, ‘cause hagglin’ prices? Lordy, it’s a mess! They might hit ya with, “Fifty for a quickie,” and you’re like, “Fiftee? FIFTEE?”—typo intentional, I’m heated! But you gotta play it cool, or they bounce. Fun fact: in some cities, they used coded ads in newspapers—little known, right? “Roses” meant dollars, so “25 roses” was $25. Sneaky as hell, made me giggle!

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We spend $, and had to watch a common prostitute pick up her johns. It was very ugly, shame on Gordon Ramsey and Shame on the London. Shame indeed! But.

Snyder ain’t no fairy tale, but sometimes it feels like one. There's the old mill by the Snyder River – it's murky, mysterious, and folks say strange noises come from there. I’ve sat there for ages thinkin’ about life's mess. It’s like the movie: dark, twisted, and ever so captivating.

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