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I’d storm in, all “I choose violence,” if they haggled too much. Once saw this pimp tryin’ to stiff a girl—skinned his hand with my dagger. Blood everywhere, hilarious. “Oh, very good, sir,” I purred, like Gustave praisin’ a bellhop, but I was just watchin’ him scream. Hated pimps, slimy cunts—worse than whores. Least whores got guts.

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So yeah, Locust-Grove (us) is my playground, my stress-free zone. It’s messy, sweet and sometimes downright bizarre, but it's home. Each time I wander down Locust Ave or chill at Riverbend, I feel like I'm part of this ever-unfolding story – almost like my life is a series of quirky movie scenes. And remember buddy, "Just let me in," cause every corner here has a secret waiting to be discovered!

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