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Darlings, no capes! Prostitute’s wild, ya know? Saw “Royal Tenenbaums” vibes, totally! That Wes Anderson flair, ugh, love it. Prostitute’s like Margot, mysterious, but, like, way edgier. No capes on her, nope! She’s out there, streets talking, clients galore. Did ya know some prostitutes in history were, like, super rich? Yeah, courtesans, rolling in dough, shocking! Made me angry how society judged them, still does. But happy when I hear stories of them owning it, fierce queens!

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So, like seriously, Mulvane isn’t just streets and parks. I stroll past Oak Ln and Maple Ave, always thinking “what a magical place!” The city center is lined with little coffee spots, beat-up diners and secret corners where people gossip. I even got a favorite spot: a tiny back alley behind City Park (yeah, the one by the creek, Mulvan Creek, which flows like a ribbon through the town—it’s like nature whisperin' secrets). Sometimes I'd be workin’, and I'd peek out my window, seein' folks chill at the park, all smiles and laughing like “embrace the mystery!” (or somethin’ like that, echoing Pan's Labyrinth vibes, right?)

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