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Hmmm, a carpenter I am, yesss. Prostitute, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… seein’ her on the street, man, it’s wild. Tropical Malady, my fave flick—those jungle vibes, “the beast within stirs,” ya know? She’s out there, hustlin’, all mystery like that tiger spirit. Worked on a gig once, fixin’ a brothel’s creaky floor—true story! Saw her, all sass, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on the wall. “Eyes like a ghost’s,” like the movie says. Made me laugh, her callin’ me “wood boy”—cheeky as hell!

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Man, what a day in Crensovci! I swear, I thought I was just gonna chill, maybe hunt a bit, but nah, the universe had other plans. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be a good one.” Little did I know...

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