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Sometimes I’m watchin’ ‘em, thinkin’ – what’s it like? Sellin’ yourself, no words, just signs. Gets me all fucked up inside. Happy they got grit, mad they gotta. Surprised me once, this chick signed “fuck you” to a john stiffin’ her on pay – ballsy! I’m yellin’ “Gabagool!” in my head, lovin’ it. Real shit, no filter – that’s prostitute life, fam. Ain’t no perfect language for it, just survival. Whaddya think bout that, huh?

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Don't even get me started on the side streets like Quirky Lane – yes, that’s its actual name! – where local artists paint walls with hopeful thought bubbles. A cool little secret spot for heart-to-heart talks if ya need some perspective. Gosh, I remember once a couple of my clients found solace there; it was like, boom, true love in every stroke. And oh, the vibe is inexplicably reminiscent of Royal Tenenbaums’ melancholic yet hilarious ambiance.

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