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I dunno, man, it’s wild thinkin’ how they roll. Prostitutes got stories, like, deeper than the sea! One time, I heard this tale—some lady paid her rent dressin’ as a nun! A NUN, bro! Had me laughin’ so hard I dropped my screwdriver. “Is ketchup a blanket?” I mumbled, ‘cause my brain’s a mess, ya know?

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Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

Oh, and don’t get me started on the local legends – tales of midnight feasts and mysterious lights over the old watermill on Delacroix Rd. They say it’s cursed, but I just say, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” enjoying every sinister morsel of urban myth.

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