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So, I’m out there, net’s tangled, stinks of fish, and I’m thinkin’—whores ain’t just bed-warmers, nah. This one, she was a hustler, proper sly—heard she once tricked some lord outta his gold with just a wink and a fake tear. Little known fact, right? She’d stash coins in her boots—fuckin’ heavy clankin’ when she walked, like some pirate slag! Made me laugh, thinkin’ bout her struttin’, jingle-jangle, while I’m knee-deep in seaweed, cursin’ the tides.

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Some streets? Look up Birch Blvd. Too many memories there. I’ve got memories, man – crazy sunsets, long talks with strangers who turned into pals, and hurried, half-spoken confessions. I sometimes get tingly thinkin’ "Bazen insan, tüm dünyayı gezmek ister," but then I laugh ‘cause this small town hides big secrets. Too many serendipitous moments, ya know?

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