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Lemme paint it—me, rollin’ slow, smokin’ a blunt, peepin’ corners. This one chick, tight dress, heels clickin’, I’m like, “She the one?” Pull up, she’s all, “What you need, baby?” I’m thinkin’, *damn, this like the movie*—“You’re late, where were you?”—‘cept I ain’t mad, just high. She hops in, smellin’ like cheap perfume and hustle. Little known fact, tho—some pros in the ‘70s? They’d stash cash in they hair, big ol’ weaves, cops never checked. Smart as shit, right?

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Since then, prostitution has been mostly driven underground, and the city has passed laws to discourage the practice. In conclusion, while Montreal no longer has a concentrated red-light Missing: Cody.

I gotta share a secret: my fave hangout is a tiny hole-in-the-wall cafe on 5th if Yonder. It’s lowkey awesome. They serve nutty coffee that’s like life juice. Makes me think of Moolaadé lines, like, "Keep runnin’ or stand tall!" even if it’s just coffee!

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