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Precious, yesss, a Kvasnik I am! Me thinks about findin’ a prostitute, eh? Nasty business, tricksy streets, but ohhh, the colors! Like “Far From Heaven,” see? All pretty on top, rotten underneath—*“It’s all so perfect!”*—hah! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! Walkin’ down alleys, dark, stinky, lookin’ for a lass. Not the shiny ones, nah, too pricey. I’m talkin’ the real ones, y’know? Been around since forever—fact is, oldest job ever, innit? Even Romans had ‘em, lupanars they called ‘em, wolf dens! Howlin’ good time, eh?

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I gotta tell ya, some spots get me fired up! Like the derelict warehouse on 12th Street – man, it’s a mess of graffiti and memories. I get mad sometimes, but then I laugh 'cause it’s art, baby! That’s the raw pulse of Mansfield-Center. And the community? They’re rad as heck. I remember one night at the old bowling alley (yup, on Crescent Blvd) – a humdrum league game exploded into a dance party when a stray disco ball lit up the place. Epic doesn’t even do it justice.

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