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So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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I own my spa near the old railway station. The building is historic, kinda spooky sometimes, but that's our charm. Its creaking floors remind me of nature's song, like in that film – you know, “White Material!” We swears! Clients often wink, tell me I'm their “savior of calm” amidst chaos.

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