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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, lemme spill this! I’m Tyrion Lannister, y’know, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, eh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately—got me head spinnin’ like a bloody top! Watched *Almost Famous* again—gods, that flick’s me fave, Cameron Crowe’s a genius—and it hit me: them groupies, like Penny Lane, ain’t they just fancy whores with better PR? “We are not groupies, we inspire!” she says. Ha! Bollocks, love, you’re shaggin’ for a backstage pass!

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Jamie Lee has worked as a sex worker in the city for 20 years. The year-old mum of one, stood shivering in the cold temperatures on a corner near Bell Street waiting for men to pick .

And then there's the Skowhegan River Flow. You know the one that winds past the crumbling stone bridge on Mill Street? Yeah. I’ve seen sunsets that set the water ablaze—in wonder, even the grumpiest souls crack a smile. Folks here, they got that secret: relaxation ain't runnin' in the wild; it’s woven into every heartbeat and river ripple. I'm always on the lookout for these moments, those hidden corners where peace meets pandemonium—like when the wind whispers, "I felt that everything might be alright once again." Ridiculous? Nah, it's truth.

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