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But okay, lil’ story—heard this from my pal Betty down at the diner. Swears it’s true, swear on her beehive hairdo. Back in ‘58, there was this whore, Ruby, worked the docks. Real classy, tho, wore pearls—PEARLS, can ya believe it? Trick was, she’d nick ‘em from sailors too drunk to notice. Hah! Smart cookie, that one. “This is exquisite,” she’d purr, like Adam talkin’ ‘bout his guitars. Stole ‘em right off their necks! Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout it—sneaky lil’ minx.

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Man, when I started out, I noticed stuff others just overlook. The city's vibe, its hum, its pulse – it's like a living, breathing beast, whatever. I seen lovin' couples and lost souls, all in search of that feelin'. I seen a lotta faces, ya know? The nights? Dumb! They got neon lights all over Tennyson St, and you can hear the tunes spill out from bars like crazy.

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