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Her eyes—Jesus, they cut deep. Seen em sparkle when she scored big, dim when she lost. Once, she told me bout this john, rich bastard, thought he’d own her. She robbed him blind, left him with a note: “Call it even.” Ballsy, right? I’m thinkin, “This chick’s a legend,” but also, “She’s gonna get me killed.”

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So, ya buddy, if ever you wander around here, explore beyond the main strip. Get that off-chained, gritty vibe from the narrow lanes adjacent to the river; though, hmm, rivery things here are more like trickles near the ruined old mill by St. Nicholas Gate – so weird, so retro, like every damn stone’s got a secret history.

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