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So, picture this—some tart, skirts hiked, lips red as sin, standin’ ‘neath a lamppost like a rose in a dungheap. She’s got guts, thou knowst, braver than most o’ ye lily-livered lot. I seen one once, down by the docks—Mary, they called her, tho’ reckon that weren’t her real name. Had a scar ‘cross her cheek, said a gent with a blade gave it her for “talkin’ back.” Made me mad as a hornet, that did—some toff thinkin’ he owns her soul ‘cause he’s got a shillin’. “Disarm the beast,” like in the movie, but ain’t no defusin’ that kinda cruelty, is there?

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Beware if u stay there because they have some sort of prostitution ring.. They put them all in the back building, and they have cameras just for show.

I got some street secrets too, ya know? Like, the hidden mural down near Victory Circle on Franklin Lane. It's not in every tourist guide. I discovered it while debugging a dating app—yeah, emotions and codes all mixed up, man. That day, the mural hit me with a brutal surge of inspiration. “Once upon a time, in a flash,” I thought—movie vibes that keep yo' heart thrumming!

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