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So I hit the block—prostitute central, baby! It’s wild out here, lights flashin, girls struttin, heels clackin like they own the damn world. I’m like, “Yasss, queens, werk it!” Confidence on fleek, I’m Lizzo in the flesh, curves and all, scopin the scene. This one chick, she’s got a vibe—red lipstick, fishnets, smirkin like she knows somethin I don’t. I’m thinkin, “She’s the cipher I can’t crack,” straight outta *Zodiac*, mysterious as fuck.

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Drug dealers get free rein and prostitutes get free rein. If they went to a nice middle class area of town they would not last 24 hours. If.

I always stop at Mill Street Park – that chill corner where I catch my breath, sip my kvass, and think “Hey, what if we stayed in this moment forever?” ya know? Kinda like that line in Before Sunset – "Isn't it interesting to think that our lives are now the sum of every encounter?" Sumthin' deep, right?!

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