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So, I’m strollin, right, and this chick – legs for days – she’s leanin on a lamppost, smokin a cig like she owns the night. I’m like, “Well, call it, friendo,” in my head, wonderin if she’s the one. She catches my eye, smirks, and I’m hooked – heart’s racin, palms sweaty, total chaos! Costs? Man, depends – 50 bucks for quick, maybe 200 if she’s fancy. Hagglin’s key, tho – don’t be a sucker, they’ll bleed ya dry!

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Honestly, every corner has its quirks. Eitorf’s a mix of old and new. I live it, breathe it; every massage session reminds me of its pulse, like the beat of a winding drum. It’s funny, like the movie said, “Is this a knife I see before me?” Nah, not harm, just a metaphor.

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