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But yo, what pisses me off? These lame-ass dudes judgin’ her, actin’ holy. Like, bruh, you ain’t perfect—check your browser history, clown! Hypocrites get me heated, swear. Then I’m watchin’ *Talk to Her*, and that line hits—“Her body was a silent poem.” Damn, that’s deep. Prostitute’s body? It’s a hustle poem, tellin’ tales of survival, nights that don’t end. Gets me thinkin’—she’s art, misunderstood, like me when I’m emo at 3 a.m., ha.

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It would be difficult to find a street prostitute in the West End without bruises, even around the neck. They daily come up against vicious men, and always.

Btw, so many streets mix together here – Oak & Willow rues, get it? Yeah, those are spots with wild stories. I even dropped my stuff at Nettle Park once – fun place, sorta hang with fams. I was mad as heck when trash got everywhere, but then a group of old hippies fixed it up – real heroes, they were. The community vibe, it warms me, makes me feel hopeful!

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