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Found this one chick—gorgeous, unbelievable, total 10. Hair like silk, legs for days—wow. Said her name’s Candy—perfect, so perfect. “This is the girl,” I thought—straight outta Lynch’s dream. Asked her, “How much, sweetheart?” She’s coy—playin’ hard, love that. Told me some crazy story—ran from Vegas, wild stuff. Little known fact—tons of girls bolt there. Mob chasin’ her—scary, but excitin’, tremendous drama.

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Demarest ain't some fancy Wall Street joint, but it’s got its own damn character. Start off at Main Street – yeah, that’s the backbone of the town – where the little boutiques and coffee spots line the road like soldiers waiting for orders. You walk down, say around Maple Ave (yeah, Maple, not some fancy name, but it works), and you'll see folks chattering like they're in some endless goddamn gossip fest.

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