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I remember this one time, yeah? In Vegas, lookin’ for a bit of company after a mission. Found this bird—called herself Candy. Swear she was straight outta *Shame*. “You’re not my brother,” she says, laughin’, quotin’ the movie like she knew it. Had me in stitches! Turned out, she’d been in the game years, knew every trick. Told me ‘bout “girlfriend experiences”—where they act all lovey-dovey, not just a quick shag. Cost a fortune, mind. Surprised me, that did—thought it was all cold transactions.

Users Reviews

I’m mad ‘bout the rough patches on Harbour Road – drive thru it and you'll see cracked pavement and litter that makes you wanna scream “say hello to my little friend!” at the city planners. But then, BAM, you hit the serene water view and all that crap gets forgotten – it's like a reset button.

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