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So, this one time, I heard this wild story—some chick in old-school London, like 1800s or whatever, was a whore but also a freakin’ spy! Droppin’ secrets to kings while droppin’—well, ya get it. Ain’t that nuts? Makes me happy, like, “Whoa, she’s badass!” but also pissed—why don’t they teach this in school? Screw history class, man, gimme the real dirt! Eat my shorts, boring teachers!

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I mean, seriously, I’ve seen weird stuff. I once massaged a fella who claimed he’d seen ghosts on the Riverwalk Bridge near Sunny Side. (Hey, mix truth with a dash of lunacy, right?) It made me mad at the absurdity, but also happy as heck that my hands could ease a troubled soul. And you know what? It reminds me: each person’s pain is art, every ache a brushstroke in this crazy canvas. Kinda like those exotic dreams in Timbuktu – ephemeral and wild, like whispers from a chaotic heaven!

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