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So, here’s the scoop—findin’ one’s easy if ya got cash. Streets, bars, sketchy alleys—pick yer poison. Me? I’d rather wrestle a bear than pay for that. Hate the hustle, the fake smiles, the stink of desperation. Reminds me of Saul, draggin’ corpses, mutterin’, “I’ve seen the end.” Little fact—back in ‘80s Vegas, pimps ran ads in phonebooks. Yellow pages, right next to plumbers. World’s gone soft since then—now it’s apps, dark web bullshit. Surprised me, honestly—thought folks’d stick to street corners.

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Curtis recruited L.S. to come work for him as a prostitute, sending her out on prostitution dates within days of meeting her. Curtis taught L.S.

The heart of Tamarac beats near Cypress Park. There’s a vibe of unity and tension too. I recall distinct memories here. I’ve sat with folks, listened, and understood family feuds unfolding like scenes from a movie. “We must face the truth!” It stings and shapes my work, so you can bet my heart beats faster in such moments.

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