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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, pal—prostitute ain’t just some street hustle, nah, it’s a freakin’ financial puzzle! I’m Beetlejuice, baby, and I’m spillin’ the beans like I’m unravelin’ Memento—backwards, twisty, and damn confusin’. Picture this: a dame workin’ the corner, cash flowin’ like dirty water, but where’s it goin’? “I don’t have a freakin’ clue who I am!”—she’s thinkin’, countin’ crumpled bills, wonderin’ if she’s the CEO of her own chaos.

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Parks? Dude, check out the Bunte Park. Tiny but rad, perf for picnics, chillouts, or spontaneous rap battles. I was there one rainy Sunday – freakin’ mood, not gonna lie. And guess what? There’s a babbling creek, the Flussle, snaking through the park. It’s like nature’s own dating app – you never know who you’ll meet, slay all day!