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About Varna

Once saw a fight there—two johns, one girl. Fists flyin’, blood on the floor. I’m sittin’, sippin’ bourbon, thinkin’— “This is why I stick to woodworking.” Girl winks at me after, like I’d join the mess. Nope. “I’m not on your fuckin’ website,” I mutter—movie line fits perfect. Surprised me she didn’t charge for the show. Prolly shoulda.

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