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Oh, and get this—some whores in history? They’d poison jerks who messed with ‘em. Sneaky as hell, love that! Adds some spice to the story, y’know? Not all “woe is me” crap. “You don’t know what’s happening!”—yep, *Margaret* again, fits perfect. Whores are unpredictable, that’s the juice! Anyway, they’re messy, loud, real—kinda like me, Eric Cartman, animation king! Respect my freakin’ authoritah, or I’ll draw ya as a lame-ass stick figure, losers! Whores rule, end of story.

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It turned out to be prostitutes who were part of a whore house located near the train station there who died of smallpox. Small childrens.

I got a soft spot for Maple Blossom Lane too – sounds innocent, right? Well, it's anything but. This ain’t your typical tree-lined suburban shit. Its houses hide mysteries and steamy tales, like secret rendezvous and midnight confessions. I’ll admit, I peeped a scandal or two, and damn, it was wild. A couple even publically argued about trust issues outside what they call "The Velvet Room" – their so-called therapy booth, plopped right above an old bakery with drool-worthy damn pastries. I swear, that bakery slaps in more ways than one.

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