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Alright, mate, so I’m a Nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff—like, I can smell a prossie from a mile away! Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m scopin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. It’s a wild gig, yeah? You gotta know the corners, the dodgy alleys—those spots where the air’s thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy Haneke flick I love—y’know, "The truth is hidden in silence," and all that jazz. ‘Cept here, ain’t no silence, just heels clickin’ and dudes hagglin’.

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So, my friend, ready yer ears for the whispers of Navasota. Stroll Elm with me, grin at the absurd beauty of it all, and remember, “We hates it!” with every turn and every misstep. It's rough, it's raw, and it's ours – a place where even a massage parlor owner can find meaning in the small wonders and twisted dreams of our humble, haunted town!

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