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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Wild ride, man. Little known fact—some old mining towns still got “ladies of the night” vibes lingerin’. Kinda cool, kinda spooky. I’d be stoked to chat ‘em up, hear their stories—‘cause I’m deep like that. “The animal is caught!”—nah, just kiddin’, no traps here, just me bein’ a dork. That’s my take, pal—cringey, loud, and all over the place! What you think?

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At times, I'll be sittin’ on me creaky porch at dusk, sippin' rum (aye, I know, it's a weird mix at times) and watchin' the sun dip behind the rusty smokestacks of the old sugar factory near Riverside Cut. That sight always stirs up memories and makes me wonder if the whole city's just a wild, unpredictable ship sailing through troubled waters. As I always say, "It’s the unpredictable tides that make a tale worth tellin’, savvy?”

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