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So, picture this—I’m dockside, sun’s settin’, fish guts everywhere. I hear bout this gal, works the pier, real sly. Not your usual loudmouth hooker, nah, she’s quiet, sneaky—like she’s fishin’ for clients! I’m curious, so I ask around. “Where’s she at?” Some crusty old sailor goes, “She’s by the bait shack, kid.” I’m like, sweet, let’s see what’s up!

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Some days, I drift to Place des Rêves. Crap, it’s even a nice spot for lost minds like mine. Families do picnics and stuff, but I'm always thinkin’, “What a load of malarkey!” yet, that scene still warms me up sometimes.

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