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So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

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So, my friend, if you're coming to Bloomfield, wander and dive deep. Take Maple Ave, Elm St, Brookside Park, and don’t forget Harrison’s Corner. And oh, find that secret spot by Pine Ln’s Whispering Creek. Trust me, emotions, humanity, and a bit of madness make this town sing.

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