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We chat, and I’m laughin—girl’s got jokes! She’s tellin me bout this one john who tipped her in pennies—pennies, y’all! I’m dyin, like, “Who does that?!” She’s a riot, but also smart—knows the streets like I know a stage. Little fact for ya: in old Paris, prostitutes used red lanterns to signal—red light district, bam, that’s where it’s from! Wild, right? I’m obsessed, learnin this shit.

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I work on a dating site, so I see how love sparks amid our quirky nooks. I’ve seen couples meet on Brightview Road, laughin’ and jokin’ over takeout. Then there's the back alley by Memory Lane, where art installations give ya all the feels; it’s like a live version of “Inside Llewyn Davis,” where life’s raw and unpredictable—“You know, it’s all just a series of brief encounters.” I’d say, “Let’s get weird,” like that movie vibe, ya know?

Trail of destruction in wake of Piet Retief storm