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Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout this—prostitute life, man! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, like Dr. Phil with a Southern twang, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Ya know, like in *A Prophet*, where Malik’s tryna survive, hustlin’ in prison—prostitutes got that same grit! I seen it, this chick, workin’ the corner near my old haunt—tough as nails, swear! She’d strut, heels clickin’, like she owned the damn street. Reminds me of that line, “You’re in deep now, kid”—she was deep in it, no kiddin’!

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Ceres isn’t perfect, oh no, brave soul! The crooked cobbles of Vine Street wore me thin sometimes! The aroma from Mabel’s bakery, waftin' through, used ta cheer me up often... even when I was angry as a cat in a hat. And lemme tell ya – alleys like Rust Alley hold truths too! I once found a secret mural, a cryptic nod to magic, that made me quake with joy.

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