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Argh! I’m ready! Me, a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ from the sky like a freakin’ sponge on fire, y’know? So, findin’ a prostitute—holy krabby patties, it’s a wild ride! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *The Assassin*, that Hou Hsiao-hsien vibe, all quiet and intense, right? Picture this: I’m floatin’ down, parachute flappin’, lookin’ for some action—not the stabby kind like in the movie, tho! “The blade is sharp,” like they say, but I ain’t here to judge, nah!

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Mrs. Stapleton owns the library in the Hub's Downtown merchant block, next to Mitch's All-n-One Store, the Friendly Lending Company and Beth's gun shop in.

Eh, what’s up, doc? Lemme tell ya ‘bout Stapleton (us) – it’s the best dang place ever, man. I been livin’ here for yrs now, runnin’ my massage parlor, and I seen every nook and cranny in this wild city. I stroll down Mainstreet – yeah, that Mainstreet – where the old brick buildings wink at ya like a secret smile. Then there's Oakwood Ave. and Maple Bend. Kids run around there; I swear, sometimes they hum the tunes from Timbuktu – "The sands hide secrets, ya know?" crazy stuff.

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