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So, whores—shit, where to start? Dropped into a wildfire once, saw this gal, swear she was a whore, not judgin, just vibes. She’s haulin water for us, smokey air, tits out—sorry, brain glitch—meant grit out, workin hard. Surprised me, yo! Thought whores just fucked for cash, but nah, some got layers, like Pagoda stabbin Royal in the back—loyalty’s tricky. Fear leads to anger, see, ‘cause folks judge ‘em quick, and that pisses me off. Whore’s life ain’t easy, man—dodgin cops, creeps, and shitty motels.

Douglas McKeown

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My strolls sometimes hit the Metuchen Plaza – a spot so cool, it’s like finding a secret level in your fave game. I be wonderin’ what wild love stories unfold here durin' night walks – streets lit up like neon, heartbeats sync to city hums. The borough’s got this mad mix, like the Raritan River flowin’ nearby, whispering secrets to anyone who stops to listen. Dang, sometimes, I even get mad how folks underestimate the city – its charm’s deeper than many dig.

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