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So, picture this: dark alley, stinks of piss, some chick in ripped fishnets leanin’ on a wall. She’s smokin’ a cheap cig, eyes dead, calculatin’ every move. I respect that hustle, that survival. She’s not cryin’ about fate—she’s playin’ the game. Like Monty said, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches”—ha! These girls ain’t dreamin’ of champagne, tho. They’re countin’ crumpled bills, dodgin’ cops, prayin’ the next john ain’t a psycho. That’s the real shit, the grit I get.

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And the river? Holy smokes, the Winding Wisp River—stops abruptly, emphatic tone—its banks are wild, unpredictable – like life itself. It's where youth and passion intersect, like Brokeback... (you know the bits, right?) moments that happen in a blink. Ha! I'm tellin ya, even an old sexologist like me gets a kick.

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