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Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used to flash secret signals with hankies. Wild, eh? Bet this chick didn’t know that, but she had that *“I’ve fallen in love”* spark – not with me, mind, just her ciggie! Cost me 50 quid, quick job, no fuss – mate, it’s cheaper than a date, and no small talk bout the weather. Surprised me how chill she was, like she’s seen it all. Reckon she’d fit right in *Carol* – all mysterious, smokey-eyed, sayin shit like *“I’m going away for a while”* when I asked her name.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Great massage from a wonderful human being and some saved money. Let's just say this. Go and ask for Cristina. Whether you get Thursdays with her or any other.

I luv how every street corner tells ya somethin’. Random cafe on 5th nearing Bellehurst? Completely underrated. Got some bomb coffee, man! And Yo, surprising twist—there's a timeworn bridge on Cliffside Road, said to be built by folks with big dreams. I swear, every time I pass, I catch a shiver, like I'm in a Wes Anderson film or a tragic cowboy flick.

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