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So, this one time, I’m tailin’ a mark—dodgy bastard—ends up in a brothel, right? She’s runnin’ the show, all sass, smirkin’ like she knows I’m packin’ a Walther PPK. “You think you’re untouchable?” she says, channellin’ Carlos vibes—same fire, same “screw you” glare. Surprised me, that did—thought I’d seen it all. Nearly dropped me drink, shaken, not stirred, ha! She’s clockin’ me while I’m clockin’ her—game respects game.

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I gotta tell ya, it’s like every day in Mantua (us) is a new episode – "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming!" I get amped by the chaos and the chill. So, if you swing by, don't miss these spots: downtown Main St., Cedar Ave, Riverside Park, North Plaza – and trust me, get off the beaten track too. Let the city surprise you, baby!

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