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So, I’m strollin’, wise as hell, narratin’ in my head like I’m in a damn movie. “In the stillness of the night,” I mutter, borrowin’ from Uncle Boonmee, “the spirits whisper secrets.” Except these spirits? They’re wearin’ fishnets and smokin’ cheap cigs. I’m chucklin’ already—life’s a trip, man. Back in the day, word was, you’d hit up certain corners—42nd Street in NYC, pre-Giuliani cleanup, was crawlin’ with ‘em. Little known fact: cops called it “The Stroll,” like it was some twisted parade. Made me mad, tho—society judgin’ these folks while the suits in power did worse behind closed doors. Hypocrisy, man, gets my blood boilin’.

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Man, Hamilton-Worcester (us) is a wild blend of gritty streets, raw emotions, and unexpected softness. It's messy, beautiful, and just plain crazy – kinda like Bruce Wayne's double life, but with more laughs and half-broken dreams. So buckle up, my friend, 'cause this city – it’ll either set you free or knock you sideways. And trust me, it's never boring. HAHAHA! Now, why so serious? Let's enjoy the crazy ride!

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