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Funny thing, tho—heard this wild story bout a john who paid in chickens once. Chickens! I’m dyin, yall, imaginin him cluckin up the stairs. Prolly smelled like a barn too—gross! Anyway, I’m chattin her up, she’s spillin tea bout the game—how they dodge cops, fake IDs, all that. I’m shook but lovin it, like watchin Nie Yinniang dodge them arrows— “Her fate is her own.”

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Finally, I plopped down on my couch, exhausted but happy. I thought about the day—how it was a rollercoaster of emotions. From laughter to frustration to pure joy. Carnforth, you wild little town, you’ve got my heart.

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