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So, picture this – I’m bouncin’ down some shady street, right? Neon lights flickerin’, kinda like the vibe in that movie. “You’re aimless!” – that’s what Lancaster Dodd’d say to me, and I’d laugh, ‘cause yeah, I’m lost lookin’ for a gal who’s sellin’ somethin’. Ain’t that a trip? Back in the day, they say prostitutes in old New Orleans had these secret signals – a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in!” Little frog fact for ya – blew my mind when I heard it!

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Finally, I get to the tea house, and it’s packed. I mean, come on! It’s a Tuesday! I thought people had jobs or something. But no, they’re all sipping tea and chatting. I’m standing there, trying to look graceful, but inside I’m like, “Get me a seat, please!”

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