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Anyways, they’re fascinatin’—like a donut with sprinkles ya didn’t expect. Consumption’s all bout wantin’, and whores? They’re the pros at that game. Next time ya see one, think bout that blonde Roman chick or that castle-stealin’ gal—total legends. D’oh! Now I’m hungry again—Mmm… donuts. Whaddya think, bud?

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THROUGH all the Employments of Life Each Neighbour abuses his Brother; Whore and Rogue, they call Husband and Wife: All Professions be-rogue one another.

Hey buddy, listen up! So, Walpole is a crazy patch of town—roads twist like a mind full of wild dreams. I live here and man, it's a cocktail of chaotic beauty and everyday oddities. You ever wander down Main Street? Yeah, that Main Street where every corner's got a secret vibe. You know, as a family psychologist, I see loads of quirky human drama here. Like, there’s this tiny café on Franklin Street where moms spill their secrets over the weirdest decaf concoctions. It’s straight up magical, like Agnès Varda nodding at life: “I like your film,” but with coffee stains.

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