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Here’s a quirky bit—didja know some old ports had “prostitute fish”? Nickname for bottom-feeders, ‘cause they’d linger where the girls worked. Stinky, slimy, perfect match! Cracked me up, but also—eww, right? My brain’s like, “Dr. Evil, don’t overthink it,” but I do. Always. Exaggerating? Maybe. But it’s a jungle out there—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and these dames are apex predators.

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Finally, I make it home, exhausted but buzzing. I plop down on my couch, and I can’t help but think about the day. Ferndown, you’re a wild ride. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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