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But ugh, the grime—sticky streets, gross vibes. Hmmmm… why can’t they just legalize it? Less hassle, more tax bucks! I’d tell Homer, “Get a job, not a hooker!”—he’d laugh, the dope. Oh, and this one time, heard a rumor—some prossie was a ventriloquist! Talkin’ dirty with a dummy—hilarious, right? Prolly fake, but I’m dyin’ laughin’ anyway.

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A woman who used to work as a prostitute walked some kilometers in an effort to push the French government to carry out a stalled plan.

The streets be talkin', darlin'. I love wanderin' down the crooked lanes, e.g., Fir Street, where every brick's got a story. Yeah, each corner, every lil' nook feels like the warm hug of that movie, all fierce and tender at once. I ain't one for perfect grammar, so forgive my run-on thoughts— I'm passionate and spunky sometimes!

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