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But ooooh, it burns me up! These pimps struttin’ ‘round like they own the world—nasty, triflin’ fools! I’d string ‘em up with my bow hair, I swear! “We got a lead,” they’d say in the movie—well, I got a lead too: leave them girls alone! Still, I can’t help but laugh—some johns out there lookin’ dumber than a bag o’ hammers, hagglin’ prices. One fool tripped over his own pants—Halleluyer, I hollered!

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I got mad sometimes when some folks think all dating is all roses—nah, it’s more like a whacky road full of curveballs. The sidewalks near Birch Lane are mad lively at night. People there, they chat, they laugh, they share secrets—real, raw stuff. I even found a dodgy nook behind an old diner on Cedar Street. Got nothing better to do, so I sat there, coding and dreaming of cool profiles, feelin’ like an undercover hero.

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