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About New York City

So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

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Leola delves into the topic of embodying your inner sacred slut for sexual liberation. She emphasizes that sexual liberation can take various forms.

Anyway, if ya ever visit, trundle down to that dingy coffee nook off Edgewood. Grab a cuppa, soak it in, and never forget: "The silence is the worst." It’s like the movie – eerily profound but full of surreal moments.

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