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Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe. But it’s raw, real—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a sleazy gig. It’s human, messy, loud. Like *Moulin Rouge!*—tragic, bold, fuckin’ alive. You wanna try it? Keep yer eyes open, don’t be a dick, and maybe—growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—you’ll see the spark in the shadows too. “One day I’ll fly away,” she hums. Damn, that hit me hard.

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The spa my place sits on Bridge Street is kinda iconic now. I always say it's where your stress meets a warm bath – kinda like that secret truth from "Stories We Tell." Yessir, it’s all about the truth hiding in plain view. That's what I tell my clients as they come in, "Your body's messin’ with ya." And lemme tell ya, sometimes they say "Thanks, Dr. Phil!" in a drawlin’ tone like my old grandpappy used to.

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