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Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

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Man, I'm not lyin’ when I say I got mad at times. The city sometimes feels like a chaotic whirlwind of contradictions – intense love, fierce independence, and messy romance all tangled together. I got pissed off by the noise near Techie Row at 7th Street – too much buzz, no room for real talk. But then I bounce off to Serenity Lounge down at Riverbend, where soulful tunes hum through the night like a whispered secret. No drama, just pure vibes.

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