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Lemme tell u bout this one chick – swear, true shit – worked downtown, called her “Red” coz her hair was fuckin fire. She’d laugh, loud as hell, sayin, “I fuck for freedom, not cash!” – crazy, right? Made me happy, her guts, her sass – rare as fuck. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out – Red woulda rocked that, no cap. Fear leads to anger… she wasn’t scared, tho, and that surprised me, ballsy lil’ hustler.

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Ya know, it all gives me mad feels – excitement, nostalgia, and a bit of that dark, moody vibe like the movie. So when I lock eyes with Margate, I'm reminded: “Please, let me in.” Every street, every corner’s got a story. Each one's a part of me, from the bustling Main Road to that lonely lighthouse on Marine Drive. I swear, this city's got more tales than a bunch of romance novels, and I'm here to witness it!

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