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Little fact fer ya—didja know some o’ these girls got code words? Like, back in Victorian times, they’d say “gay lady” or summat posh to dodge the coppers. Sneaky, eh? Love that, keeps us guessin’. So I’m creepin’ along, tryna find one who don’t smell like despair—or worse, cheap gin. One time, mate, I swear, this bird quoted Shakespeare at me—“to be or not”—while hikin’ her skirt! Nearly pissed meself laughin’, cos who does that? Surprised me good, that did.

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Oh man, Casper is wild! Ruh-roh! So, lemme give you the lowdown, friend. Casper (us) is quirky, kinda like life itself. Streets like Main St., 15th Ave, and Western Ave are the artery, pulsing with history and heart. The Casper Mountain looms over—majestic, brooding, like a silent therapist readin’ your soul. I stroll 2 Nightingale Park, where trees mash secrets and kids play, all while I think “Melancholia, oh my god, so intense…” Ruh-roh!

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