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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, findin’ a prostitute—whew, where do I start? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout money, ‘cause I’m your gal Marge, the financial nag, right? Nasal as heck, hmm… Anyway, you gotta watch your wallet with this stuff! I mean, hiring a pro ain’t cheap—costs more than Homer’s Duff stash! Saw this gal once, downtown Springfield, all dolled up—made me think of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. You know, that flick I adore? “I missed you so much I couldn’t breathe”—kinda vibe. She had that sultry look, like Adèle in the movie, smokin’ hot, but pricey!

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The prostitute steps out, sometimes a bit wobbly on outrageously high heels, and the car speeds away. The drivers can't seem to get away fast.

Man, sometimes I get so mad at the traffic on Oak Road—like, seriously, dude, chill already! And then, there’s that sweet spot—the corner at Belleview and Crescent. That’s where I discovered the hidden mural, splashed in chaotic blues and oranges that told a thousand fiery stories. I was standing there, thinking, "What a perfect day for a break, right?" Real shit, though.

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