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Aight, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, been sneakin’ round them brothels, yeah? We hates it! Nasty, sticky places they is—smells like sweat and cheap perfume. Reminds me o’ that “Fish Tank” flick I loves—y’know, Mia, trapped, dancin’ her life away. “I’m not a kid no more,” she’d say, and them girls in the brothel? Same vibe, forced to grow up quick.

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In , a group of Demarites began dancing in the QL on Friday nights, partly because the QL was abandoned on most weekends, and partly because the Demarest.

Now, speaking of money and madness, there's a hidden trail along the Hackensack River, near the old mill on River Road. Walk there if you wanna escape the bullshit. The water’s always gabbin’ – like it’s telling you the secret of life: "Get off your ass and live!" I once had a client spill his soul there. I said, "Oi, you wanna be a millionaire or nah?" and he laughed like a maniac. Been there, done that.

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