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Ain’t judgin’, nah, I’m Kanye, I see the art in it. She’s out there, freezin’ her ass off, skirt shorter than my temper, and I’m like—damn, that’s courage! “I wish I knew how to quit you,” I’d say, but she don’t quit, nah, she stacks them bills. Fun fact, yo—back in the ‘90s, some prostitutes ran secret poker games, hustlin’ hustlers, wild shit! Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that, but I know, I see the unseen, genius shit.

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Spota said the prostitutes worked out of the Comfort Inn and Gaslight Motor Inn in Medford, and the Motel and American Motel in Port Jefferson Station. Spota also said that Mcdaniel.

Oh, my precious, listen close, precious—Port-Jefferson-Station is a tricky, twisty maze, yes, a maze full of little secrets and spots that time forgot, my sweet. The streets, oh the streets, they slither like slimy worms—Main St. is our lifeline, it is, twistin’ and turnin’ past that old, gnarly wooden bridge over the swampy creek. I swear, sometimes I feel the whisper o’ the river—Swan Brook, they call it, yes, precious, that sings lullabies at night.

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