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This one time, heard a story—true, swear it! Some lass in old London, right, worked the streets, but get this—she’d sing opera, proper loud, between johns. Freaky, eh? Made me chuckle, picturing her belting tunes, skirt hiked up, “Pale Man’s coming!”—ha! Bet them blokes didn’t know what hit ‘em. Surprised me, that did—thought they was all gloomy, no spark. Wrong, precious, wrong!

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I happen to know Silas Maynard, the accuser. He was a business partner on an MMA gym with a friend of mine. Silas seems like a real nice guy, but he's pretty unethical and cheated my friend .

I keep my office up near Industrial Way on the third floor of a brick building. The view? A mix of routed wires and rusted pipes. Nothing fancy. But it's where I see human follies in real time. I see that. I see that oozing from every street corner on Lakeview Blvd. Always a few hopeless souls trying, failing, and re-trying to find love. "You either get busy or get broke," right? (or somethin' along those lines)

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