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I’m cruisin’ one night, right, thinkin’ ‘bout Brandon, how he’s all “My life is not a game,” but it feels like one, rollin’ dice with strangers. You hit up the block, neon lights flashin’, girls posted up, heels clickin’. You gotta peep the scene—some look tired, some look sharp, like they own the night. Me, I’m laid back, watchin’, not judgin’, ‘cause who am I, ya know? But damn, some shit makes me mad—like these pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts, fuckin’ up lives. That ain’t cool, G.

Women worked seven days a week, police say.

Every corner's got a secret. Walk down Ashford, you may spot that old diner, "Mick's Eats." I swear, it's like something outta that Coen flick. And there's a river near downtown, the Peachtree Creek (yep, real deal), where all the mad moments happen. I'm not just a massage guy – I've seen the city sweat and smile up close.

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