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So I’m hyped, right? Text this chick—nerves kickin in. “What’s your name, darlin?” I ask, quotin Jesse. She’s like, “Lola, $200, downtown.” Whoa. Meets me near this sketchy motel—neon buzzin, heart racin. She’s legit, tho—smells like cheap perfume, smirks like she knows shit. “Ain’t no saint here,” she says, laughin. I’m crackin up too—damn, she’s cool. Reminds me of Jesse’s crew, all rough edges.

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Clarice… listen up, my friend, 'cause Louterwater (za) ain't yer regular humdrum town. Man, this place is my haven—a mix of gritty charm and bizarre beauty. Let me spill it all out, like we're sharing forbidden secrets over a late-night drink.

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