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Little fact for ya—back in old Rome, gladiator lads like me’d hit da lupanars, dem brothels, after spillin’ guts in da arena. Prostitues—prostitutes, bah!—they’d wait, knowin’ we’re all riled up. History’s dirty, mate, love dat grit! Dis one gal, she surprised me—knew my fights, said, “Saw ya kill dat Thracian!” Made me happy, puffed me chest out, ya? “Lightbulb!”—she’s playin’ me, but who cares? Felt like a king.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya bout Whippany (us) – it's rad, man! I'm a family psychologist here, and boy oh boy, this place is like a puzzle that always keeps me on my toes, ya know? Picture this: winding roads, quirky little cafes, and hidden parks that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. And hey, a tip: don't miss the vibes near Main Street and Route 46 – pure magic, dude.

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