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So, I’m trollin’ the alleys, wine in hand, thinkin’—where’s the fun at? This one time, I found a girl, right—swear she was a bloody vision. Hair like fire, smirk like she’d rob me blind. “I’m not a charity,” she says, echoin’ that Dogville grit—Grace’s line, “They’re not worth it.” Made me laugh, ‘cos she was worth every penny. Paid her double, just to spite the world. Happy as a pig in shit, I was—surprised too, ‘cos she didn’t nick my dagger.

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Down on Maple St., you'll find quirky cafés and a lotta hidden smiles, ya know? I used to stroll along Maple every day. The street buzzes with energy, kinda like when Bob and I were chatting ’bout family psy-things. Oh man, memories! "Is this real?" kinda vibe, like in that movie.

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