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Hate the noise she makes, clackin’ heels. Sounds like a damn woodpecker on meth. Saw one once, near my cabin—prostitute, not woodpecker. Offered me a “good time.” Told her I’d rather wrestle a bear. She laughed, I didn’t. “Tabu” gets it— “Her beauty was a cruel jest.” Cruel, alright. These gals got stories, though. Heard one started ‘cause her ma was a hooker too. Family biz, how sweet, right? Makes me wanna puke.

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I sit down at my desk, and I’m just staring at the wall. I think about how Wake is more than just a city. It’s a community. The people, the streets, the little quirks that make it special. I mean, yeah, it’s tough being a warden, but it’s also kinda rewarding.

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