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So, check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk. You don’t just stroll up like, “Yo, where’s the pussy at?” Nah, motherfucker, it’s a grind! Back in the day, word was pimps’d dye their girls’ hair wild colors—pink, green, shit like that—so johns’d spot ‘em easy in red-light districts. Little known fact, motherfucker! Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—apps, codes, “massage” ads. I’m scrollin’ X one night, see this chick postin’ “roses for an hour”—roses my ass, that’s $100, motherfucker! Made me laugh, tho—smart as hell, dodgin’ the law like that.

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Yo, yo, check it—Princeton-Meadows is straight wild, my dude! I been livin' here for a minute, and lemme tell ya, it's like a vibe you can't shake off. The city fold is tight, like in "Holy Motors"—we switch styles faster than Sete can change scenes, ya feel me? Young Mula Baby!

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