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Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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Oh my gawd, listen up, buddy! Chermside-West is like the best mix of chill and chaos – it's kinda like that wild, spiritual trip in "The Tree of Life" where every damn thing's connected, man, like life's cosmic web or somethin'. I own a spa here – yeah, I run the relaxation show right in the middle of the action – and lemme tell ya, I've seen it all on these quirky streets.

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