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Love the hustle tho—makes me grin like a psycho. They’re out there, workin corners or apps, dodgin cops, makin bank. Little known fact? Back in the 60s, Vegas had escort “unions”—secret shit, protectin their own. Blew my mind! Reminds me of Llewyn, y’know, “Hang me, oh hang me,” singin his woes, but still kickin. Escorts got that fire—takin no crap, settin their price. Ever tried hagglin one? Ha! They’ll laugh in yer face, “Here’s Johnny!” style—boom, yer broke and charmed.

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Now, Blessed neighborhoods? Oh, for sure! There’s Elmwood, where the trees line up like they’re attendin' a prayer meetin'—I swear, sometimes I feel like they’re tellin' me secrets. Y’all, I love strollin' through Brush Creek Park too. It gots that small river that dances through the park, a lil’ murmurin’ stream that reminds me of them quiet moments of clarity. HalleluYEA, ain't that somethin'?

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