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Oh, and her laugh—croaky, loud, fuckin’ glorious! Heard it when some drunk fell in a ditch chasin’ her. “He didn’t deserve that,” I chuckled, but she just winked. Proper minx! Reckon she’s my kinda monster, y’know? Not all fangs and blood, but still rippin’ through life her way. So, yeah, whores—Lysa—she’s a legend, mate. I drink to that! Cheers!

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I must confess, though, my heart was reallly warmed at the sight of the ancient clock tower on Elder Street – a monument which defnitely speaks of centuries past, yet stumbles tragically in its modern maintenance. There’s an excitng, raw vibe, filled with a sort of brooding angst and sweet irony. Aye, there be a time when each massage hand hath felt the pulse of the city – the desperate, tender beats of its loving chaos.

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