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In *The Return*, “The lake is silent…”—that’s her at night, y’know? Stillness hidin chaos. Met a john once who said she cried mid-fuck, whisperin bout a kid she lost. True? Who knows. Whores got layers, Clarice… peel em back, it’s all rot and glitter. I’d watch her strut, thinkin—damn, she’s a survivor, a twisted lil queen. Exaggeratin? Maybe. But ain’t that life—messy, raw, fuckin loud?

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Now, right off the bat, you gotta check out the Cedar River. Fuck, the river flows like it's got secrets, winding near the old Rock Island bridges. Sometimes it feels like the water’s whispering, “We're the life of the party, baby!” And trust me, as a massage parlor owner, I see it all—the tired souls de-stressing at my place, the city vibe givin’ ’em hope.

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