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Me, I’d waltz in, smirkin’, “I’m not sayin’ I’m a god, but worship me anyway.” The vibe? Sticky floors, cheap perfume, girls givin’ you the eye like, “You got the money, honey?” It’s a circus—hustlers, dreamers, creeps. Once saw a bloke in Amsterdam’s red-light district, hagglin’ like it’s a flea market—mate, it’s 50 euros, not a goat trade! Pissed me off, cheap bastard. But then, this lass, all sass, told him, “Fuck off, I’m priceless.” Had to clap for her—queen shit right there.

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First off, let me hit ya with some street names. Main Street? Pff, too basic. You gotta wander down Highland Avenue, near the old courthouse. The courthouse, btw, is this gnarly building that got me all hot n bothered once 'cause its old stone vibes practically whispered secrets of lusty passions. Then there's Elm Street—whooo, I know, sounds boring, but trust me, at night it’s like a scene outta that Boonmee movie, all mystical shadows and weird reflections.

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