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So, check this—little known fact, prostitutes been around since forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em walkin’ around with special sandals that left “FOLLOW ME” in the dirt. Ain’t that nuts? Imagine seein’ that while chompin’ a donut—D’oh! I’d follow, trip, and land in a dumpster. Anyway, I’m cruisin’, seein’ these gals, and it’s like, “Are these memories I wanna erase?” Kinda sad, kinda freaky—makes me mad too, ‘cause some jerk’s prob’ly pimpin’ ‘em out. Pisses me off! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Stupid Flanders, bet he’d save ‘em all!”

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Areas on certain islands in Cape Verde make you put a red filter over car lights for this very reason.

I gotta mention one of my fav, humbly, though people don't even know: a tiny street behind Key Largo Drive, off to a small café that smells like toasted dreams and saltwater. I used to scribble my deepest theories on love and lust there while watching sunsets. Hell, I even had a minor meltdown there a few times—angry, happy, stunned. It’s my secret vibe spot.

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