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So, check it—prostitutes, man, they the refractors of the hood, bouncin’ light off all the dark corners folks don’t wanna see. I seen this chick once, Candy, real name prolly somethin’ boring like Carol, but she worked the block near my old spot in Long Beach. She had this wild story—used to be a nurse, legit, savin’ lives, til some doctor creep got her hooked on pills. Boom, next thing, she’s out there, tradin’ skin for cash. That shit made me mad, yo—how the system just chew you up and spit you out like that? “The street’s got no mercy,” like Aronofsky be showin’ us, fam.

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I cruise down Knesebeckstrasse, man – that street's buzzing with old-school charm and hip modern spots. You got these little cafés where the scent of fresh coffee and hot pastries hits you like a freestyle beat. And oh, don't sleep on Möllnstrasse – it's got hidden gems, tucked away bars where you chat up the locals and learn their wild stories.

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