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Alright, so here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the streets, ya know? I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey style, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’—these gals got stories that’d make your grandma blush. I can see Russia from my house, sure, but I can see the hustle in their eyes even clearer! Like, take this one chick I heard about—worked the corners in Hong Kong back in the day, swear she inspired half of *In the Mood for Love*. That movie? Ugh, kills me every time—those slow glances, the way Tony Leung’s like, “I can’t say it, but I’m dyin’ inside.” Prostitutes got that vibe, too—silent screamin’, ya feel me?

Lavarius McFadden allegedly strangled Elizabeth Long after she requested payment.

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The neighborhoods? Crazy diverse. Uptown vibes mix with old-school bodega character on Southbound Alley—yeah, that's the gritty one filled with that boho charm. It's almost like a mini rebellion against the modern sanitized scene. I feel like Loki struttin’ around here, messin’ with the status quo. “Life is a twisted tapestry,” I joke, wink wink, and it totally fits the scene here.

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