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I’m sizin her up, thinkin, “She’s got game, this one.” Reminds me of *Boyhood* again—“You don’t pick who ya love,” or who ya pay, I guess. I’m happy as hell—finally scored, no more wanderin like a lost dog. But then she quotes me a price, and I’m like, “Fuck me, that’s steep!” Nearly choked on my own spit—surprised the shit outta me. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growl, half-jokin, half-testin her. She don’t flinch—tough as nails, this chick.

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Man, you walk down Beverley Street and BOOM – history on every brick, like these buildings whisperin’ secrets. The landmarks? Oh buddy, the Frontier Culture Museum is off the hook, a real slice of Americana. And, oh, the beautiful Ragged Mountain nearby. Yep, that mountain sorta echoes my soul when I'm deep in thought, massage oils in hand.

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