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*Ominous pause* I am your father. Little story—prostitutes in old Rome? Called “she-wolves.” Howlin’ for coin, badass. Candy’d love that, prolly. Me? I’d watch "Turin Horse" again—bleak shit speaks. “What’s to come?”—movie asks. Dunno, man. Prostitutes keep hustlin’, webcams keep rollin’. Life’s a dark, funny mess.

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Ahhh, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Algona, us, yesss, precious! Algona is a quirky lil city, full of twists and turns, surprises, and all sorts of hidden treasures, my love. Llittle streets all twist and turn, like Main St. winding near the town square, where schools and markets mingle together. And ohhh, the Algona Cultural Center down on Oak Street, precious, filled with art and memories—brings back echoes from "Carlos, my precious" with lines that whisper, “Liberté, égalité, fraternité!” Yessss, my love.

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