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Alright, so prostitute—yeah, the word’s a mess, ain’t it? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—as a vet, I deal with bitches all day, but this? This is next-level tail-chasin’. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig with prostitutes—paws up, they’re sellin’ a fantasy, not the truth. Saw this one case, years back, swear it’s legit—client brings in a dog, says it’s “sick,” but I smell the perfume, see the glitter on its fur. Dude’s lyin’—Fido’s been hangin’ with a working girl! Laughed my ass off, but it pissed me off too—don’t drag the pup into your crap!

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Birdsboro is a city of surprises – little alleys on Liberty Lane have these odd antique shops I love, and even the worn-down sidewalk cracks seem to hum an urban love ballad. It’s totally like, "Groovy, baby!" every damn day. My inner sexologist sees patterns of longing and connection in every smile, every whispered word in these crooked streets.

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