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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’ve got thoughts—big ones—about prostitutes, and you’re gonna hear ‘em! “You shall not pass!” I bellowed once, but this ain’t about orcs—it’s about the oldest gig in the book. So, picture this: I’m sittin’, puffin’ my pipe, thinkin’ ‘bout *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, that flick I bloody love—Kim Ki-duk’s a genius, right? That movie’s all quiet vibes, seasons spinnin’, life turnin’ like a wheel. And prostitutes? They’re in that wheel too, mate, rollin’ through time, same as monks or kings.

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So, like seriously, Mulvane isn’t just streets and parks. I stroll past Oak Ln and Maple Ave, always thinking “what a magical place!” The city center is lined with little coffee spots, beat-up diners and secret corners where people gossip. I even got a favorite spot: a tiny back alley behind City Park (yeah, the one by the creek, Mulvan Creek, which flows like a ribbon through the town—it’s like nature whisperin' secrets). Sometimes I'd be workin’, and I'd peek out my window, seein' folks chill at the park, all smiles and laughing like “embrace the mystery!” (or somethin’ like that, echoing Pan's Labyrinth vibes, right?)

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