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Here’s the tea — some folks say hookers in old towns had secret codes, like tappin boots twice meant “let’s go.” Ain’t that some sneaky shit? I’m imaginin her givin me a wink, tappin away, and me just starin like a dope. “Time don’t wait,” Jesse’d mutter, and yeah, I’m wastin it! So, I ask her rate — holy flies, pricey! She’s all, “Quality costs, froggy.” Fair, but ouch, my wallet’s cryin!

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Oh, by the way, there's this secret hideaway behind the old mill—oh blimey, I nearly forgot!—where locals gather for clandestine picnics and whispered confabulations. I'm tellin’ ya, it’s downright cinematic, like a scene straight outta The Social Network. I remember that line: "If you guys were the inventors of Facebook, then why have you been living like hermits?" Ha! Ain't that the truth, mate?

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