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So, I’m cruisin, right? Dodgy alleys, neon lights flickerin like a damn tease. Finding a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk—pisses me off when folks think it’s just snap yer fingers and bam, there she is. Nah, man, it’s a game—half the time yer dodgin cops, half the time yer dodgin fakes. Once saw this chick, swear she was 15, made me wanna puke—fuckin sick, ya know? But then, oh man, I spot her—this curvy lil thing, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter to myself, sizin her up—sharp eyes, sharper wits, my kinda prey.

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I love to raily between neighborhoods. Belmont Ave is where the fancier, quieter folk reside—they mantein their lawns like trophies, meanwhile you got every place with its own story. Every building whispers secrets, like lies. Take that, Dr. House, right? If you think this town's been policed by perfection… imedately wake up!

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