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Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

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Yo, bro, lemme tell ya 'bout Molalla (us) – it's like a mad canvas of raw vibes, ya feel me? I mean, I'm a pleasure coach livin' here, and every street got its own soul. Downtown's where it all goes down – West Main St bustles with tiny cafés, funky art spots and that iconic old brick building on 3rd Avenue, man, that spot gives off pure retro energy. I swear, it's like "Far From Heaven," where every pavement crack tells a story.

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