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Ooh, little secret—did ya know, way back, some prostitutes ran spy rings? True that! Sneaky lil’ minxes, tradin’ whispers with kings! Makes me cackle, thinkin’ of ‘em outsmartin’ the toffs. “What’s that sound?” – movie line, fits perfect, hearin’ their heels, their hushes. Me fave bit? One I knew, swore she saw ghosts of old clients—said they paid in dreams! Mad as a hatter, her, but spooky, eh?

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Some typos? Oh, yeah, like dis: I'm lovin' Westerleig, and it's bolocity to me. It's magic, funky, and a lil chaotic. Every corner's a story. Flickers of neon and whispers of dreams feel like those lines in Her: "I have to leave now, but whenever you're ready, I'll be here." Crazy, right?

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