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So, this one whore—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s a real piece o’ work. Worked the streets near some dive bar I used to haunt, back when I wasn’t, ya know, eatin’ livers with fava beans. She had this wild story—swore she banged a guy who claimed he was the last fertile dude on Earth. Total *Children of Men* vibes, right? “We’re all fucked anyway,” she’d laugh, spittin’ on the curb. Made me chuckle, that gritty charm. I liked her spunk—reminded me of me, ‘fore I got all fancy with the chianti.

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I live around Central Blvd, or as I like to call it, "the spine of the city," where you can practically feel the urban rhythm in your bones, much like the deep massage that unwinds your stress – trust me, after a day’s grind, nothing beats it! And oh, the little park near Riverside Frontier (yep, misnamed a tad, but it’s endearing!) – it’s like a secret veggie patch for the soul, where the scent of blooming flowers mingles with the gentle burble of the nearby creek. Curabitur blandit tempus porttitor, my friend!

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