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So, you’re lookin’ to find one? Psh, good luck, pal. Ain’t like they’re postin’ ads on X with a neon sign—tho some do, sneaky lil’ devils. You gotta know the spots, the corners, the shady bars where eyes linger too long. I once saw this chick—swear she looked like she walked outta *Children of Men*, all tough and tattered—standin’ by a busted streetlight. Made me mad, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like that? World’s unfair, ticks me off! “You think it’s over?” I’d yell, quotin’ Theo, but nah, she just smirked, like, “Honey, I’ve seen worse.”

Bridle Brook

Nov. A.D. ih. One of the Coreish killed, and the caravan, with two of the escort, carried off 72 Mahomet at first disclaims the responsibility of.

Oh, buddy—Mahomet, huh? Listen... I gotta tell ya, it's somethin' else here. Mahomet's a small treasure, y'know? We got Main St., wheeea every corner hums with life (uh, a quaint vibe, like "a flash of brilliance"). Y'know, down near Elm, there's that funky little diner—oh man, their pancakes kill me. Kinda like when you watch "The Act of Killing" and, uh, everything just… explodes in color and sound. Wild stuff, I tell ya.

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