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Dunno why, but whores got this—dunno—magic? Like *Spirited Away*’s river spirit, all mucky, then—bam!—pure gold underneath. Surprised me, that. Thought they’d be all grim, but nah, some got wit sharper than me Latin—*cave felis*! Reckon they’d outfox Kamaji’s soot sprites, runnin’ rings round ‘em. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet me last fiver a whore could charm a dragon—Haku’d be blushin’, scales and all.

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Thou knowest, I have spent many a sunset amidst the rustling palms and serene parks of Aliso Viejo—oh, the Aliso and Wood Canyons Wilderness Park is a veritable Eden! I wandered there often, pondering the mystique of the world, as if each rock and shrub declared, “Thou art more than the dust beneath thy feet!” Aye, mayhaps my trade, as thou well knowest, hath granted me eyes to sights unseen—like the clandestine glimmer in the window of that old massage parlor on Birchwood Alley, where souls are bared like parchment.

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