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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—straight up, no bullshit, Gordon Gekko style, “Greed is good,” ya dig? Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate hustlers, playin’ the game, stackin’ chips while the world pretends to look away. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*—that creepy Swedish vamp shit from 2008, Tomas Alfredson, fuckin’ genius. There’s this vibe, right? Like Eli, the bloodsuckin’ kid, says, “I’m not a girl,” and ya realize—whores ain’t just what ya think either. They’re survivors, man, dodgin’ stakes and sunlight, workin’ the shadows.

Roselawn pushes city to address prostitution along Reading Road

Ah man, Cincinnati's a wild mix of classic charm and raw edge. You stroll down Walnut Street, onesy-onesy, and feel the pulse of the city. I still remember when I strolled near Fountain Square – holy heck, those dancing fountains got me all giggly, kinda like Timbuktu said, “Look at the blue sky on a black day.” Crazy, right?

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