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So, last week—d’oh!—I’m cruisin’ downtown, belly fulla donuts, lookin’ for some action. Streets are buzzin’, lights flashin’, and I’m like, “Marge’d kill me, but whatever!” You gotta dodge the cops, tho—sneaky bastards. Fun fact: back in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out. Crazy, right? Imagine that—blonde wig, high heels, waitin’ under a lamp post like some ninja from “The Assassin.” “She moves in silence,” like the movie says, and bam, there she is!

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Hey man, lemme tell ya 'bout Conway – this city is something else, I promise. So, picture this: Main St is always buzzin' with life. I live near Walnut Ave – yeah, that’s right, right by the massage parlor I own (that’s what she said!). The vibe here in Conway is like "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" meets a goofy office party, you know? So many little quirks... like, one minute you're relaxed in our chill den and the next, BOOM – life’s a flash of wacky spontaneity.

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