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Little factoid for ya—back in Coruscant’s underbelly, they say prostitutes used to signal with red lightsabers. True story, swear it. Adds that gritty edge, y’know? Anyway, this gal—shes smokin’, but sneaky. “There’s no trace of my money!” I hiss, checkin’ my pouch. She’s slicker than a Hutt’s slime trail. Surprised me, gotta admit—thought I’d sense the trick. Nope. Mulholland vibes again—“It’s all a tape recording,” playin’ me like a fool.

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I scribbled ten typos, maybe more (oops, my bad, sorry ‘bout that, mate), but honestly, every bit of this tale reflects the wild, rugged heart of Castle-Pines-North. So grab ye compass, hoist the sails, and let curiosity guide ye through these enchanted streets. “Well, it's all just a big cauldron of cosmic batter, savvy?” Enjoy the ride and keep yer wits about ye!

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