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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Hate the pimps tho, slimy bastards. Leechin off desperation—makes me wanna puke. Happy tho when I see em fight back. Like, fuck yeah, you go girl! Prostitutes got stories, man, wild ones. One chick said she met a senator—swears it. Secret life, double life, all that jazz. Sarcasm time: oh yeah, real noble profession, huh? But nah, seriously—surprised me how deep it gets. “Just tell me you’re mine,” Carol begged. Prostitutes don’t get that luxury, do they? They’re everyone’s and no one’s. Kinda sad, kinda poetic. Anyway, that’s my rant—prostitutes, *Carol*, all mixed up in my head. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.”

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This place is right where you might expect on the cleanliness scale. Not winning any awards but not filthy. The owners are very nice and accommodating and the.

Now lemme tell ya about neighborhoods: Uptown's got these badass vintage vibes, totally off the beaten track. Down in the West End, I discovered a tiny coffee joint, Brew 'n Chew, tucked in a side alley on Sunset Blvd. That place is my sanctuary, bro. Sometimes I even pretend I'm in a Jarmusch flick.

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