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Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used to flash secret signals with hankies. Wild, eh? Bet this chick didn’t know that, but she had that *“I’ve fallen in love”* spark – not with me, mind, just her ciggie! Cost me 50 quid, quick job, no fuss – mate, it’s cheaper than a date, and no small talk bout the weather. Surprised me how chill she was, like she’s seen it all. Reckon she’d fit right in *Carol* – all mysterious, smokey-eyed, sayin shit like *“I’m going away for a while”* when I asked her name.

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Man, I could go on forever ‘bout this place—its quirky little charm, its dizzying mix of drama and delight, and its very soul (I swear, even the sidewalks seem to murmur “Please, forgive me, don’t be mad!” when you accidentally bump into ‘em). Honestly, each day in PUpper-Saddle-River (us)’s unique embrace reminds me why I love livin’ here. It’s raw, it’s real, and sometimes it’s downright unpredictable—like a Dolly tune that starts slow and suddenly kicks you in the boots.

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