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Typin’ fast—sory, 19 typos, I’ll hit. Whore’s tale, gritty it is—like Carlos dodgin’ cops. Once knew this gal—Candy, her name was. Stripped, fucked, laughed loud—middle finger to the world, she gave. “Revolution is my orgasm,” Carlos yells—Candy’s was cash, power, freedom. Same diff, I reckon. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—imagine her with a machine gun, tho! Hot as hell, that’d be.

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Oh, but do not forget the hillside near Strandengen, where the song of the sea doth lull me to sleep on starry nights. I recall, in fits of mirth (errr, plus many a maddening day), me footsteps found solace in these immortal views, though sometimes the wind doth tear at my composure. Sometimes I get a bit mad, aye, mad at the relentless tick-tock of the mundane, yet enchanted by nature’s hymns—so divine, so heartful!

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