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Now, lean in—I’m spillin’ somethin’ personal. Watched this whore once, downtown, years back. Rain pourin’, she’s laughin’—soaked, smokin’ a cig. Tough as nails. Reminded me of Tilda Swinton’s Eve—elegant, but feral. “You’re a survivor, doll,” I thought. Made me grin—still does. But the cops? Man, they swooped in—ruined it. Hated that. Hated it bad.

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Then there’s Eastside Alley—nah, not literally an alley but a whole neighborhood. It’s rustic and raw, kinda like me on a bad hair day. People say it’s the artsy bit; trust me, it’s that place with graffiti saying “Carpe Diem!” (you know, like in Boyhood when life's all about seizing the awkward moments... err, something like that). I sometimes wonder if I'm counselling a bunch of lost souls there, all pretending to have it together.

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