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So, here’s the deal—small town, right? You’d think it’s all pure, apple-pie bullshit. Nah. There’s this dive bar, stinks like stale beer and regret, called The Rusty Nail. Word is, back in ‘89, some chick named Darla ran a whole operation outta the jukebox corner. Little known fact—cops didn’t bust her ‘cause she paid ‘em in meatloaf. Meatloaf! Can you believe that garbage? Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Idiots.

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Difficile à croire et pourtant, le Grand-Saconnex fut jusqu'en essentiellement rural! Il fait aujourd'hui le lien entre le centre-ville et l'aéroport de Genèwww.facebook.comg: prostitute.

I gotta be real, man: living here has bumped up my libido and my passion for life. Every secret alley, every little corner has a piece of history and a wink from the past. I once cracked up laughing digging into the lore of the town's obscure graffiti, as if each scribble said, “The act of killing your doubt begins here!” Totally surreal, dude!

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