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Little known fact—prostitutes got codes, yeah? Like, in old Coruscant slums, they’d hum cantina tunes to signal they’re open. Caught one hummin’ *Lapti Nek* once—made me giggle, then freak out. “R2-D2, where are you?” I yelled, cos I ain’t built for this! Angry? Oh, when some sleemo pimp tried overchargin’—50 creds for a rusty droid rub? Piss off! Happy tho, cos this one chick laughed at my binary jokes—called me “golden rod,” cheeky minx.

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So my friend, when you visit Paulsboro, just let the streets tell ya their tales. From the quaint corners of Maple Street to the mystic aura by the river, every spot got its own vibe. And remember, like in "Stories We Tell" – our past, our laughs, our tears, all combine to make an unforgettable mosaic. It's real, it's raw, and it's oh-so memorable. Catch ya later, and don't forget to embrace the magic!

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