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Oi mate, gather round! Picture this—me, a cashier, slogging through bleepin’ tills, and then bam, I’m thinkin’ bout erotic-massage. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the parlours, we shall never surrender to a stiff neck! Ain’t no lie, it’s like “Requiem for a Dream”—all intense, gritty, and a bit mad. Them hands kneadin’ ya, slippin’ over skin like some dope-addled dream—*“I’m somebody now, Harry!”*—yeah, that’s the vibe!

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So, heed my ramblings. If you’re coming here, wander off the usual route. Dive into those narrow side streets, sip a too-strong coffee, and marvel at the unpolished charm. Muscatine may be quirky, mad, and downright annoying sometimes—but it’s real, raw, and always a little surprising. That's the truth, no sugarcoating. Enjoy it, or don't—I really don't care, 'cause in Muscatine, every day’s another quirky lie waiting to be told.

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