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So, I hit up Newark, shady spots, y’know? Where the lights flicker like they’re drunk. This chick, she’s standin’ there, leanin’ on a pole, skirt shorter than my patience. I roll up, window down, “Hey, sweetheart, you workin’?” She’s like, “Maybe, whatchu got?” I’m thinkin’, “I don’t even know anymore,” like Bill Murray mumblin’ to Scarlett Johansson. That line, “The more you know who you are,” yeah, it’s spinnin’ in my head, but I’m too horny to care.

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Salul used to say to his slave-girl. Go and fetch something for us by committing prostitution.

So, me dear friend, when ye set foot on Suhr, let it charm ye as it did me. Wander down those cobblestone lanes, chat with friendly souls, and remember: even a mad skipper finds his treasure eventually. Cheers, mate, and safe sailing through Suhr’s quirky, heartfelt streets!

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