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So, I’m strollin’, tryna find a chick who’s, uh, *available*. How you doin’, ladies? I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ on a corner like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that *Moonrise* spunk—‘I’m not leaving without you!’” I swagger up, all Joey-style, “Hey, how you doin’?” She smirks, like, “Boy, you lost?” I’m laughin’, but inside I’m like—damn, this is wild! Did ya know, back in the day, some prostitutes used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “back off.” Crazy, right? History’s freaky like that.

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I’m like totally into that vibey, offbeat energy of Summerside. Every small street corner has its own story, its own groovy little secret. I once freaked out almost gettin’ burned by a rogue streetlight near Sunset Alley – no joke! It was all over my face for a sec, and I was like “Whoa man, this is just like one of those Toni Erdmann bits, don’t you think?!”

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