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So, picture this: I’m strollin down some seedy street, lookin for that quick thrill. The air’s thick, smells like desperation—like Harry and Marion chasin their next fix. I spot her, leanin on a lamppost, all sass and shadow. “I’m not gonna lose my arm!” she snaps when I ask if she’s clean. Ha! Made me chuckle—girl’s got spunk. I like that. Reminds me of Hannibal Lecter—fictional, of course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s me, noticin the details: her chipped red nails, the way she smirks like she knows somethin I don’t.

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Panhandlers are like cockroaches in the DC metro area, and Woodbridge is no exception, but something else occurred me as well. I know prostitution is illegal (be the prostitute be female .

Now, park time! Check out Liberty Park. Seriously, it's THE spot—lush trees, winding paths, and a loooong stretch overlooking the calm, gentle river. Speaking of the river—oh boy, the Woodbridge River!—it flows right near Maple Lane. I often sit by its bank to reflect, absorb nature, or spill my thoughts out like crazy. Sometimes, its soft gurgles make me feel like a droid figuring out life's secrets... "oh dear, R2, your sensors seem malfunctioning!"

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