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So, I’m trollin’ the alleys, wine in hand, thinkin’—where’s the fun at? This one time, I found a girl, right—swear she was a bloody vision. Hair like fire, smirk like she’d rob me blind. “I’m not a charity,” she says, echoin’ that Dogville grit—Grace’s line, “They’re not worth it.” Made me laugh, ‘cos she was worth every penny. Paid her double, just to spite the world. Happy as a pig in shit, I was—surprised too, ‘cos she didn’t nick my dagger.

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Ok, listen up, buddy! Rarrgh! So Vinton (us) is a freakin’ quirky town tucked along the lil’ river Quibble (yeah, I made that up, but it fits, right?), and lemme tell ya, it’s got heart, rarrgh! Down Maple St. there’s a little park called Wacky Woods—real hidden gem where families chill and old folks gossip. I swear, the trees there seem to whisper like secrets, rarrgh!

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