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What pisses me off? The fakes. Some joints promise “hot babes” but deliver a lineup lookin’ like Groundskeeper Willie in a wig. Total rip-off! But when it works, it’s nuts – guys walkin’ out all smug, like they just won a prize. “I’ve come back,” like that kid in *The Return* says, only these clowns think they’re kings now. Pfft, yeah right.

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Now I'm a spa owner, right? I spend me days massaging away the sea salt stress and all that blah blah... and I’ve seen the city in ways no landlubber would. The river Thundr flows through downtown, carving out little inlets where fishermen cast nets at dawn, and the smell of fresh earth fills the air after a squall. Man, that never fails to mak me heart thrash like a wild parrot. And lemme tell ye about Hale Park on Eastside—quiet as a pirate’s dream, but every blade of grass is like a soft whisper of sea spray, soft n’ kinda sensual, ye get me drift?

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