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So, I’m out here, tryna find a prostitue, right? Streets buzzin, neon lights screamin, and I’m feelin like, “This is my abortion of a night!”—straight up quotin that movie vibe. You don’t just stroll up and bam, there’s a chick. Nah, it’s a hustle, a grind, like Otilia dodgin creeps in that flick. I’m peekin corners, dodgin cops, thinkin, “Who’s got the goods?” Prostitues ain’t just standin there with a sign sayin, “Yo, hit me up!”—tho that’d be dope, real talk.

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I gotta say, though, the traffic near Birch Street can really tick me off. I'm all for a chill time, but come on, people know how to drive, right? But then again, it's all part of the charm! I find a sort of humor in the madness. Every little inconvenience becomes a chance to relax and embrace it all—with a side of neurotic ranting, naturally.

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