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Man, Ruby’s a trip—she’s got stories, y’all. Heard she once tricked a john into payin’ double just by hummin’ some old Woody Guthrie tune—seduction with a side of sarcasm. “Hang me, oh hang me,” she’d croon, laughin’ as he fumbled his wallet. Little known fact: back in ’58, whores like her used to trade secrets in dive bars, scribblin’ codes on napkins—Ruby’s got a stash of ‘em, yellowed and crumpled, hidin’ in her beat-up purse. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how she’s outsmartin’ fools while they’re too drunk to notice.

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I strolled down Oakwood Dr. the other day, and lemme tell ya – my mind was blown! That street got mad history. I remember counseling a client right on the corner of Oakwood and Maple. It felt like the city itself was listenin', understanding the intricate urban soul you can’t fake. And oh man, the vibe down at Willard Park near the sparkling Chagrin River – pure sanctity! I be thinkin’ "How can love be so deep?"

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