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Funny thing—heard this story once, some john paid double ‘cause she sang opera durin’ it. Swear to God, random shit like that keeps me goin’. Keeps it real, y’know? Not all gloom. But yeah, sarcasam’s my jam—keeps the idiots away. Like, you ask her, “You clean?” and she nods—everybody lies, pal. Bring your own rubbers, trust me. Learned that the hard way—don’t ask.

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First off, Ware’s streets are quirky. Picture King Street and West Street with their old brick walls. Holy crap, these streets got history. I stroll these blocks sometimes when I’m off and think, "It’s like in The New World, pure mysticism, pure raw nature." Like, nature’s secrets whispering around here.

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