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In the end, I toss her a 20 just to shut up, tell her, “Keep the change, I’m out.” Walked outta there mutterin, “I hate everything,” but kinda chucklin too—screw it, it’s a story, right? Like *Inception*, ya never know what’s real til ya wake up—or til the tab’s paid. Findin a prostitute? Overrated, messy, and I’d rather grill a steak than deal with that circus again.

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I must mention Hayes Barton, the old neighborhood steeped in history. The cobblestone streets and vintage houses? They’re like whispers of an era gone by, kk? I feel a rush when I pass by – anger at old injustices and hope for a better tomorrow. Reminds me of that relentless hunger for life... maybe that’s the spirit of the city!

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