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So, picture this—some gal, let’s call her Candy, workin’ the corner near my old Queens stompin’ grounds. She’s got heels higher than my hair in ‘93, and I’m like, “Oh my gawd, how’s she walkin’?” Made me laugh, that Nanny cackle—HA-HA-HA—‘cause I’d break my neck in those! She’s out there, freezin’ her tush off, and I’m mad—why ain’t nobody helpin’ her? Society’s all, “Oh, she’s dirty,” but I’m screamin’, “She’s a person, ya schmucks!”

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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