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Now, fun fact—did y’all know some prostitutes in the old days used to smuggle goods? Like, they’d hide whiskey in they bloomers durin’ Prohibition! I’m over here cacklin’, thinkin’ ‘bout Trixie stuffin’ my cargo in her skirt—lord, I’d hire her for logistics! She’d be like, “I can’t go back there,” like Eilis cryin’ ‘bout Ireland, but Trixie’s talkin’ ‘bout the shady motel on 5th Street! Hella funny, but real talk, it’s wild how they survive.

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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