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Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t all roses. Some spots, ya gotta watch for cops, creeps lurkin’. Little known fact—prostitutes in old port towns used code words on radios. “Red hat’s waitin’,” they’d say—sneaky, huh? Loved that, made me grin like a fool. But here’s where it twists—met this gal once, swore she was “classy,” charged double, and I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you ain’t Margaret Thatcher!” Laughed my ass off, but paid up—dumb ol’ Joe.

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I gotta say, Norman got heart, dude. Its streets carry memories, its parks hold secrets, and its coffee shops – oh jeez, don't even get me started – they're like chill capsules of time. Even when my brain's in a spiral, thinking of life and music, this city grounds me.

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