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Tellin’ ya, tho, it pisses me off. All this sneakin’ around, dodgin’ cops. Why can’t it be simple? Walk up, say hi, done deal. Nope! Gotta play detective, like I’m Monty tryna figure out who’s snitchin’. “Who’s the rat in this game?” I mutter to myself, scratchin’ my bald head. Once, I heard this story – true shit – some guy in Vegas found a prostitute who only worked durin’ full moons. Said it kept her “mystical.” I’m like, “D’oh! That’s nuts!” But kinda cool, right? Bet she charged extra for that vibe.

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I’m spillin’ genuine thoughts here. My spa’s decor, with old photographs of Greifenstein’s past, makes my heart flutter. Funny, right? I often catch myself in a trance, wonderin’ when my soul became so entwined with this rotten, charming town. Sometimes, i swear, the walls speak. Clicks, creaks—like whispers of love lost in time.

Rosemary Greifenstein