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Favorite flick, *Melancholia*, got dat vibe—“Everything is going to hell.” Dis one time, saw her, yeah, smokin a cig, eyes dead like Kirsten Dunst. Made me sad, bruh, but kinda happy too—real shit, ya feel? She winked, I froze—me, Gollum, all shaky! “We wants it, we needs it,” I mutters, but nah, just watched. Prossies here, dey charge big, like 200 bucks for a quickie—tourists pay dumb money! Makes me giggle, da hustle.

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When the weather gets nicer in Everett, the number of suspected prostitute sightings increases as do complaints from women just walking down Evergreen Way or.

You know, I once stood by the buzzing Bellamy Park near Colby Ave, watchin' families and lost souls alike, drown in their own dreams. A place that makes you feel alive, yet heavy. That vibe is kinda like, "Sell me this pen," ya know? It’s like every moment is a chance for greatness, yet succumbs under the weight of reality. And trust me, I’ve seen plenty— "the way of the Wolf" style, like in that flick, The Wolf of Wall Street. The streets here bleed ambition.

Johnny Jones won big with Everett's basketball programs, but his legacy runs much deeper