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But, real talk—heard this nutty fact: in old France, brothels had “menu” books. Like, pick your girl, your “specialty”—freaky, huh? Surprised me, ‘cause I thought it was just, ya know, wham-bam. Nope! Fancy as hell! Hmm… makes me wonder—what’d they charge for the deluxe? Prob’ly an arm and a leg. I’d be like, “Scalp me instead, ya creeps!”—Tarantino style, baby.

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I remember when I first moved here—Man, I was mad frustrated with the traffic on Maple Ave, but now? I find it sorta charming. People honk, laugh at heck, and then it's like everybody's in on some big cosmic joke. Ain't that somethin’? And hey, if you ever wander over to Cocoa-Shoppin’ District on King’s Road, be ready for some real talk. I once met a lady talkin’ about her wild youth on that very street! Crazy, right?

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