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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, findin’ a prostitute—whew, where do I start? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout money, ‘cause I’m your gal Marge, the financial nag, right? Nasal as heck, hmm… Anyway, you gotta watch your wallet with this stuff! I mean, hiring a pro ain’t cheap—costs more than Homer’s Duff stash! Saw this gal once, downtown Springfield, all dolled up—made me think of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. You know, that flick I adore? “I missed you so much I couldn’t breathe”—kinda vibe. She had that sultry look, like Adèle in the movie, smokin’ hot, but pricey!

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I love all these quirky corners, even the trash-lined alleys that have stories to tell. Yeah, I get a bit emo sometimes. My mind drifts, sayin’ “The desert of city life, full of hidden oases, always a soul to save.” Crazy, huh? Got a feelin’ like those wise words from Timbuktu floatin’ in the air.

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