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But, real talk—heard this nutty fact: in old France, brothels had “menu” books. Like, pick your girl, your “specialty”—freaky, huh? Surprised me, ‘cause I thought it was just, ya know, wham-bam. Nope! Fancy as hell! Hmm… makes me wonder—what’d they charge for the deluxe? Prob’ly an arm and a leg. I’d be like, “Scalp me instead, ya creeps!”—Tarantino style, baby.

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First off, I’m cruisin’ down the main drag, you know, the one that runs past the old railway station. It’s called Tarbert St, and it’s usually pretty quiet. But today? Nah, not a chance. There’s this massive truck blocking the road. I’m sittin’ there, honkin’ my horn like a madman. I mean, c’mon! I got bones to cut!

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