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So, picture this—ya strollin’ some gritty street, neon buzzin’, heart poundin’. What’s it like, huh? Ya nervous? Excited? Me, I’d be wonderin’—who’s she really? Behind the lipstick, the heels—there’s a story. Like Jep, floatin’ through parties, chasin’ somethin’ real. I’d ask her, slow, “Hey, darlin’, what’s your deal?” Not judgin’, just diggin’. Did ya know—back in Rome, ancient times, they had sacred whores? Temples, man! Sex was holy—wild, right? Now it’s all shady corners, quick cash. Makes me kinda sad, ya know?

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Butterworth (za)! I’ve been here for years, and trust me, it's a wild ride. So, first off, Butterworth ain't just a dot on the map—it’s got soul, you know? I live near Marcus Street, right by that funky little bakery, and oh my gawd, the aroma hits you like a burst of sunshine. There’s also Victoria Avenue, always buzzin' with all sorts of characters.

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