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Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake, droppin’ bars as an insurance investigator, check it! So, I’m diggin’ into this brothel case, right? YOLO, gotta live it up, but this spot’s shady as hell. Got them girls workin’, cash flowin’ like champagne wishes, but somethin’ ain’t sittin’ right in my soul. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—you know, my fave flick, that creepy Swedish joint from ’08. “I’m twelve, but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” that line hits different when I see these girls, trapped, ageless in a messed-up game.

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Man, lemme hit ya with local deets: I vibe hard with Magnolia Park. It's a little slice o’ paradise where the trees dance in the breeze and the river – yup, the Magnolia River – just glides by like it’s on a mission. I chill there often, watchin’ ducks and listening to the soft hum of nature. Feels like somethin’ outta "Son of Saul" when the light's low, like "is it all that real?" – deep like that. YOLO, right?

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