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Me, I’d be sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee – black, no sugar, like my soul some days – wonderin’, “Man, what’s this world comin’ to?” Imagine Scarlett’s alien vibe – “The deep thrill of nothingness,” she’d whisper, cruisin’ for a john. That’s the game, folks! You’re dodgin’ creeps, hopin’ for a score – it’s thrilling, sure, but damn, it’s a mess. Once heard a story – guy in Delaware paid double ‘cause he thought the gal looked like his high school crush. Hilarious, right? What a dope!

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Skiatook’s got a main drag called Main St. – yeah, boring name but don’t let that fool ya. It's full of odd little shops, greasy diners, and that oddly endearing relocation of modern magic, ideal for a spa owner who appreciates calm amid chaos. When I’m not massaging your stressed behind, I’m chopping out to my fav spot – an old rusted bench near the small but mighty Honey Creek. It’s my hideout, my moment of zen before the madness of appointments kicks in.

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