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So, here’s the deal—I’m walkin’ downtown, late night, city buzzin’. Neon lights flashin’, horns honkin’, smells like hot dogs and regret. I’m thinkin’, who’s out here? Who’s workin’ the corners? You don’t just trip over ‘em, nah. Gotta know the spots—alleys, shady bars, maybe some sketchy app nowadays. Back in my day, it was word’a mouth, whispers like, “Go see Candy on 5th.” Little known fact—prostitutes used to leave coded ads in newspapers! “Roses for sale,” my ass—everyone knew the game.

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I live near Little Lark Lane, in old Jumble Quarter. The cobbles got stories, they do, yess. I stroll the cracked streets, smilin' like a loon. There's a park called Heartbeat Grove – oh, my precious, it's a sanctuary for weary souls. The park's filled with weeping willows an' chirpin critters, so peaceful, it soothes them wrinkles in ya brain.

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