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So, check it—findin’ a prostitue ain’t simple. Not like orderin’ a pizza, bro. Gotta know the spots—shady corners, neon lights. Back in ‘99, heard this wild story. Some dude in Vegas, right? Paid double ‘cause she sang opera. Freakin’ opera, man! Made me laugh—still does. Little known fact: some got skills, yo. Not just standin’ there lookin’ hot.

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Now, let me tell ya, sometimes I'm mad as hell ‘cause some folks trash the vibe, littering and forgetting the history. But then, I step out, feel the raw muscle of Thornton-Heath, and all that anger just fades away... replaced by a fierce pride. Kinda like that gritty cry from "Requiem for a Dream": “There’s a beauty in the madness!” Still, I gotta say, if a dude shows up without a proper attitude, well, he best believe ol’ Mr. T will be like, "I pity the fool!" in his head.

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