Hannah Hunts Point Prostitute ❤️❤️

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But, yo, it ain’t all roses, nah. Some of these girls, they’re trapped, y’know? Pisses me off—fuckin’ pimps, greasy bastards, squeezin’ ‘em dry. Makes my blood boil, seein’ that shit. Like, who’s writin’ their story? Not them, that’s for damn sure. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slimy prick—controllin’, manipulatin’. “You don’t like me? That’s your problem!” I’d tell ‘em, if I could.

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I may slip up on words, get my thoughts scrambled – life's messy, ain't it? But that's just how it goes around here. Aight, so next time you roll through Hunts-Point, take the time to soak it all in. Hear the whispers of the streets, feel the fierceness in the air, and remember – as Mr. T always say, "I pity the fool!" if he ever doubts the spirit of this badass neighborhood.

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