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But okay, lil’ story—heard this from my pal Betty down at the diner. Swears it’s true, swear on her beehive hairdo. Back in ‘58, there was this whore, Ruby, worked the docks. Real classy, tho, wore pearls—PEARLS, can ya believe it? Trick was, she’d nick ‘em from sailors too drunk to notice. Hah! Smart cookie, that one. “This is exquisite,” she’d purr, like Adam talkin’ ‘bout his guitars. Stole ‘em right off their necks! Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout it—sneaky lil’ minx.

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I run my cozy spa over on Puddle Lane. Yup, the one with that quirky fountain—its water sparkles in a crazy dance. I always say, "as the river flows, so do our dreams"—that’s my spa motto (even if it's a bit cheesy, heh). Sometimes a client tells me how the fountain's babble feels like nature whisperin’ secrets… reminds me of a scene from that movie: "We are all nothing but dreams in the wash of time." Imaginary, right?

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