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But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? These girls—some ain’t choose this. Pisses me off—world’s a shithole, “no one’s left to bury.” That’s *Turin Horse* again, stuck in my head. I’m ramblin’—whatever—point is, findin’ a prostitute’s a trip. Thrillin’, dirty, makes ya feel alive. Next time, I’m bringin’ a crowbar—just for laughs, hehe! Why so serious? Cuz it’s Gotham, baby—everybody’s sellin’ somethin’!

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Man, where do I even start? First off, there's the groovy Maple Street – oh hell yeah – it's the lifeline of the neighborhood. I stroll past it and bam! You get hit with that vintage charm, y'know? Sometimes I run into old pals, and it's like surprise tag-team meets! Then, check out the quirky cafes on Birch Avenue; they got the best local brews. I remember one day gettin’ so mad ‘cause my coffee wasn’t hot enough. "It’s a miracle" - I fumed, but then laughed it off!

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