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Now, *The Return* vibes – “Where’ve you been?” That line hits hard. Whores prolly hear that from every damn body. Where you at? Why you doin’ this? Pisses me off – let ‘em live! Ain’t nobody’s business. Mr. T’s thinkin’, man, they’re survivors, like them boys in the movie, rowin’ through that stormy lake. Life’s a mess, and they’re paddlin’ anyway. Fun fact: in old Russia, whores got taxed – called “yellow tickets.” Government’s like, “Pay up, babe!” Greedy bastards.

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Cherry Blackbird made a deal with the Devil for fame. The day she turns 27, she'll be dragged to Hell. But she's not one to go quietly.

I hawked a dating site here. I spy secret nooks. Toodles Park on 5th and Marg when the skies be grumblin’. It’s like music—soft an enrapturing, yet timed with the city’s heartbeat. I once spent a night at Gritty Alley. It be narrow, full o’ neon lights that flicker like a ghostly wink. True, mate, not every soul gets it.

North Babylon and West Babylon chambers to merge;