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Precious, yesss, a Kvasnik I am! Me thinks about findin’ a prostitute, eh? Nasty business, tricksy streets, but ohhh, the colors! Like “Far From Heaven,” see? All pretty on top, rotten underneath—*“It’s all so perfect!”*—hah! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! Walkin’ down alleys, dark, stinky, lookin’ for a lass. Not the shiny ones, nah, too pricey. I’m talkin’ the real ones, y’know? Been around since forever—fact is, oldest job ever, innit? Even Romans had ‘em, lupanars they called ‘em, wolf dens! Howlin’ good time, eh?

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Now, neighborhoods? Check out Willow Heights. I’m not even playin’, it’s the bomb. But between you and me, the local corner store (hey, there’s a quirky one on 3rd Ave) sells the meanest pretzels – super addicting. And don’t get me started on Riverbend – that tiny river tickling through the neighborhood speaks to my soul. I might get all heart-eyes thinking, "This is just like Agnès Varda said, every droplet tells a story!" It freaks me out, but in a good, calm way.

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