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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

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And then there’s River Vaal—no, not the big one down south but a small, sneaky creek nicknamed Hidden Flow. I used to chill there on lazy afternoons, strumming my guitar, watchin’ boats float by. The banks are scattered with wildflowers. Sure, there's a bit of grit and grime sometimes, but that's part of its raw beauty.

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