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Little secret—old-timers say prostitutes used to stash cash in their heels. Swear to God, saw it once, chick popped her shoe off, bills flutterin’ out. Surprised the hell outta me—happy, too, ‘cause damn, that’s clever. But I’m ramblin’. Point is, it’s a rush—heart poundin’, adrenaline spikin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, hopin’ she’s legit, prayin’ you don’t end up on some cop’s radar. Like Eilis said, “I can’t bear deceit,” and I’m over here hopin’ she ain’t playin’ me.

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Then there's the River, oh man—the Taunton River (if you haven’t heard, it kinda laps the edges of our neighborhoods). The way the water moves, almost hypnotic, it’s like nature’s own lullaby, right? I sometimes catch myself near the waterside cafes on West Elm Street, ordering some coffee, wind whispering funny things in my ear. I’m not mad about it, but damn, it makes you think. "Just a whisper..." like in the movie, a subtle vibe that’s both soothing and unnerving.

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