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But *Dogville* vibes hit hard. “They’re all liars,” Grace hissed, and prostitutes? Same deal. World screws ‘em, they screw back. Ever met one? Tough as nails, but soft too—weird mix. One I knew, Candy—yep, real name—laughed like a hyena. Cracked me up, her stories. Said she’d punch a guy’s lights out once, mid-job, ‘cause he got grabby. “I’m not your dog,” she’d yell—straight outta *Dogville*, right? Made me happy, her fire. But sad too—why’s she gotta fight so hard?

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I remember when I first set up the dating site biz here – I was buggin' out over how every cafe had its own story. I crashed Downtown Nook (not a real name, lol, but ya get the drift) where art meets grub, and neighbors swap crazy dating tales like, “Hey, check out that cute stranger on Maple Ave!” Crazy, right? And omg, the park near Paradise Park – it's got a hidden trail near Riverbend Trail that flows into the little creek. Often, I chill there, thinking “Rien n'est impossible!” (like in that movie, A Prophet).

Undeveloped Paradise Valley homesite sells for state-record $12.5 million