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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m diving into this mess about whores, yeah? Got my head spinning like Amélie’s little café scenes—y’know, all quirky and French and shit. Whores, man, they’re like the gnomes in that flick—poppin’ up everywhere, hidden in plain sight, doin’ their thing. Been around forever, right? Like, back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels called *lupanars*—fancy word, huh? Means “wolf den,” ‘cause the girls howled or some wild shit like that. True story, look it up!

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Ohh, yes, my precious, listen closely, yes... Heh-heh! Pauls-Valley, our little gem, is a swirl of streets and secrets, yesss, it is. Hsss! Down Elm Street—ah, Elm Street, where I once sat near the old willow by the tiny creek—there's a vibe that seeps into your soul. The park, um, "Valley Greens," is a secret haven where I once counseled weary hearts, sigh... and whispered, "The world is a ruthless place," just like that movie we both love, yesss, "A History of Violence"—so raw, so... yes, it was, it was.

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