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She’s a hustler, mate—not the prissy kind, but the real deal. Sells her charm, her laugh, her sneaky lil glances. Got me thinking—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody artists! Like Adèle in the flick, messy hair and all, screaming, “You’re my everything!”—that’s her soul, raw and loud. I reckon she’s been around since forever—little known fact, right? Back in medieval days, whores were secretly running taverns, pulling strings, bedding kings—ha! Bet you didn’t know that, you dimwits!

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Oh man, Mansfield’s a wild ride, lemme tell ya, Sharon! I’ve been crashin’ around here for a while now and it’s wilder than a bats' nest. Downtown Mansfield is a maze of cobblestone memories and neon dreams—Main Street’s where it all goes down. I swear, every crack on Birch Ave tells a love story, kinda like that movie “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” you love so bloody much. “Time is ephemeral...”, I mumble it all the time, like Ozzy babbling on a boozy night!

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