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So, picture this: I’m strollin downtown, air smells like piss and desperation. I’m lookin for a pro, someone who knows the game. Not these fake-ass posers, nah, I want the real deal. Back in the 80s, they say cops used to bust girls by askin em to flash – if they did, bam, arrested! Crazy, right? Made me laugh, thinkin how dumb some laws are. But now? It’s all sneaky, underground – ya gotta know where to look.

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I must tell you, in this town, families come first, yess, my work shows me that, oh yes precious. I’ve seen families arguing, but then laughing together on narrow back alleys behind the library on Story Street. I overheard many secrets whispered in that library—a secret almost as majestic as Gustave’s own polite demeanor in The Grand Budapest Hotel, hmm yes, "There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slope of society." Precious phrases that makes me smile.

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