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Here’s a fun fact—did ya know stray dogs can smell food from a mile away? Prostitute coulda been a chef, sniffin’ out gourmet trash! I’d bet she’d trade a bone for a burger any day. Took her in, cleaned her up—fur all matted, smelled like a swamp. “Happy little trees don’t grow in swamps,” I chuckled, scrubbin’ her down. She glared at me—total diva moment! Made me happy, tho—seein’ her perk up, eyes all shiny. Surprised me how fast she trusted me, ya know? Like, “Okay, human, you’re cool.”

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hookers. She and the other server don't live in Cave Spring, they just work there, and even they know of its reputation. I wish we had known before we had.

Oh, my friend, you come to Cave-Spring (us), yes? Very nice! I be here many years, relaxin' and chattin' with life, and oh my gosh, this city, it be like a hidden gem, a secret oasis in the middle of muddled world!

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