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But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

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Walking down Lincoln Street, ya see the neigborhood vibes, and man, every corner tells a story. There’s a park on Elm Ave – it's like a secret gem, semple yet relly cool. I spent a lazy afternoon there, just chillin' and makin' memories. Ain't it a blast?

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