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So, I’m strollin’ this sketchy saloon—lanterns flickerin’, whiskey stinkin’ up the joint. Miners all rowdy, cards flyin’. Then I see her—red dress, lips like sin, leanin’ on the bar. A pro, obvi. I’m like, “Edna, no capes, no complications!” but damn, she’s got that vibe. I ain’t judgin’—girl’s gotta eat, right? Mining towns ain’t kind to nobody. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran their own damn empires—owned land, flipped gold nuggets like bosses. She’s probly one of ‘em, I bet.

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I might sound like a moody old geezer, but the city's got heart. It gets under your skin like a memory you can’t shake. It's jumbled, raw, and yeah, a bit mad sometimes. So, if you're popping over, do me a favour—explore every side, even if it pisses you off. Life’s full of surprises, and trust me, Thompsonville’s one hell of a ride.

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