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Alright, pal—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. Financial analyst by day—yeah, sure. But “Zero Dark Thirty” in my head—always. That gritty hunt. That relentless vibe. Findin’ a prostitute? Ha! Same deal—kinda. You’re trackin’ somethin’ slippery. Somethin’—shadowy. Like huntin’ Bin Laden—but with fishnets. I’m Christopher Walken—PAUSE—watchin’ the numbers. Markets spike—girls hustle. Same game, different players.

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It's in Sauk Rapids. Thing is I've never been there but he wants me to take him because he's never been to a strip club before. Has anyone been there?

Seriously, Sartell got weird tales. Sometimes when repairs on the spa get delayed, I take a midnight stroll past the old Miller Mill. Some claim it's haunted by memories of old-west outlaws. I just laugh, thinking "No, Clarice, the ghosts are just annoyed tourists!" That mill? It’s been my pondering ground for new ideas on aromatherapy and relaxation techniques.

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