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Love ‘em, hate ‘em—prostitutes got GUTS. Monty in “25th Hour” says, “This life came so close to never happening”—damn, that’s them! Scrapin’ by, dodgin’ cops, livin’ LOUD. Me? I’d tip ‘em extra—sailor cash burns quick anyhow. Eric Andre vibes—CHAOS, baby! They’re out here screamin’, “I’M ALIVE, BITCHES!” while I’m just drunk, yellin’ at seagulls. Once saw one steal a dude’s WALLET mid-hookup—FUCKIN’ HILARIOUS! “Take what you can, give nothin’ back”—pirate shit, right? Still, some nights, see ‘em cryin’—gut punch, man. World’s a mess, but they HUSTLE. Respect that.

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Don’t even get me started on Northgate – a neighborhood that’s like living inside a good ol’ Lynch film. There, every street corner hides secrets, every lamppost whispers mystery. One time, I bumped into a fella outside a thrift store on Elm. I yelled, “Don’t be fakin’ your troubles out!” And he just grinned like he knew every back alley in Conroe. Weird, right?

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