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We chat, and she spills some tea—says back in ‘89, cops busted a ring run by a dude named “Mad Dog,” who drove a souped-up Chevy like he was in *Fury Road*. Hilarious, right? Guy probly thought he was immortan Joe or some shit—total clown! I’m crackin’ up, but also sad, ‘cause she’s out here dodgin’ creeps like him every night. I’m like, “Mediocre!”—throwin’ shade at the system, ya know?

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Ah, Clarice… welcome to my dirty little secret called Sartell (us)! I'll give ya the inside scoop. I'm that spa-owner dude who's seen every nook, cranny, and back alley of this mad little town. Yo, walk down Maple Street – yeah, that vibrant strip where the local diners and funky bars buzz till late. There's me, always thinking of my next massage session or facial ritual, k? err… oh gosh, I almost forgot – the scent of lavender and eucalyptus dancing in the air, like whispers of secrets in the night.

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