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But real spit—some stories hit hard. Heard ‘bout this joint in Amsterdam, Red Light District, girls in windows like mannequins, smilin’ but eyes dead. Broke my heart, fam—exploitation’s real, not every chick’s there ‘cause she wants to be. Pisses me off! Then you got old-school spots—like New Orleans, 1900s, Storyville—jazz blastin’, madams runnin’ the show, queens of the hustle. That’s power, yo, “I’m the one who decides!”—straight outta *A Prophet*. Respect to that grind, even if it’s dark.

Prostitutes Radnor

There was a brothel next door to the Marquis Of Lorne, and there was a communication between the two houses by means of a narrow passage into.

Then there are the odd spots. One time i was workin on some bug fix, when i decided, “Heck, let’s do a lunch run to that hole-in-the-wall diner on Hickory St.” Best burger of my life, honestly! And rly, my heart just warmed as i remembered time passed, like Boyhood said, “Life is shorter than you think.” Lol, profound stuff when you munch a burger, right?

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