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Here’s the deal, doc—findin’ a pro ain’t just walkin’ up and wavin’ cash. Nah, there’s codes, signals. Little known tidbit? Some use matchin’ bracelets to spot regulars—sneaky, right? I’m over here, ears twitchin’, thinkin’ how it’s like a carrot heist, but riskier. “Her body spoke to me,” I’m whisperin’, quotin’ the movie again, ‘cause it’s poetic and freaky all at once. Surprised me how chill she was—prolly seen worse than a wise-ass rabbit.

Alright, buddy, that's Fort-St.-John in a nutshell—or in a wild, tangled tapestry of raw life. Come and see it for yourself. It's gritty, it's tender, it's unpredictable. And hey, bring your adventurous spirit – oh, and maybe a towel, just in case! Cheers to the city that shapes every touch, every whispered secret, every pulse of my battered soul.

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