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But ugh, the hypocrisy—gets me steamed! These high-and-mighty types judgin, then sneakin in the back door. “I’ve made a terrible mistake,” Royal’d say, and I’m like—yep, that’s every john caught with his pants down! Surprised me once, readin bout this brothel in Nevada—still legal there, can ya believe? They got tax filings cleaner than my grandma’s church bingo. Who knew hookers could be so legit? I’m over here gigglin—imagine me, Marilyn, totterin in on heels, tryna balance their books. “Let’s not get caught with our pants down,” I’d purr, all sultry-like.

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Now, lemme tell ya about Kingsley Park. Ain’t your typical patch of grass—it’s where local legends stroll their mutts and where I once met this charming soul who made me question all my definitive app profiles. There’s a bench near the old oak that always changed its vibe with the seasons. Crazy how nature and coded romance can mix so damn perfectly—like whispered fragments from "Blue Is the Warmest Color" in every rustling leaf.

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