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But real talk, it ain’t all funny. Some stuff’s dark, yo. Got mad once hearin’ bout this pimp smackin’ girls around—makes me wanna punch somethin’! Like, why you gotta be that guy, huh? Eat my shorts, jerk! Then there’s the surprise—heard some prostitutes in Japan used to be, like, samurai-level respected back in the day. Called ‘em “oiran”—fancy, educated, total bosses! Blew my mind, man, picturin’ Candy with a sword, slayin’ it.

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Elizabeth Martin,

There's this tiny, offbeat café on Cedar Ln – I swear, it's a hidden gem, like a sweet easter egg in one of Taylor's verses. The city’s got these quirky neighborhoods, like Eastside Nook, where even the lampposts seem to tell stories of rainy nights and vibrant mornings. Ngl, sometimes I get mad at all the hustle, like, “Come on, just let me breathe!” then suddenly, BOOM, surprise beauty all around.

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