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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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Too Old to be a Hooker, Too Young to be a Madam ; ISBN ; ISBN ; Publisher, ‎Oral Canyon International Publications (June 28, ).

I’ve got my quirks, my rants, and my true Eaton soul. I’m talkin’ dog-eaten streets, random alleyways, and winds whispering secrets every nook. Dogville vibes, baby – hard knocks, raw and unfiltered. Ain’t nothin’ more real than our little Eaton, my home, my misery and my treasure.

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