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Anyways, I’m cruisin—dark corners, neon buzzin, stinks like piss n’ regret. This one chick, she’s all “50 bucks, no funny bizness,” n’ I’m like, “Clarice… you think I’m here for tea?” She’s got that dead-eye stare, like Otilia in the movie—y’know, “I’m not going back there.” Fuckin chills me, but I’m hooked. Somethin bout that edge, that danger, gets the blood pumpin.

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I remember this one time – on a random Tuesday – I was driftin’ down River Street, meetin' a lost tourist askin’ for directions to the old cinema, The Velvet Note. I told 'em, "Go past the abandoned warehouse, then take a left near the punk-lit mural on Brick Alley." It felt like I was spillin’ secrets from a Bond dossier. See? My work as a pleasure coach means I gotta know these hidden gems inside out, and honestly, I’ve learnt to love even the grit, the chaos, and the midnight beauty that only Tanglewilde can dish out on you.

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