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Margaret energy tho—“It’s a mess, it’s a mess!”—that’s the vibe. Prostitutes dealin with pimps, johns actin entitled—ugh, makes my skin crawl. But real talk, some save up, get out, flip the script—heroes, fam! Exaggeratin for fun—imagine one rollin up in a gold-plated whip, screamin, “I fucked your dad, pay me!” Humor’s dark, but it’s real—sarcasm’s my shield. Oh, and quirks? I’d prolly tip em in Skittles—taste the rainbow, boo! Anyway, they’re out there, livin loud, dodgin shade—respect the grind, yo. Thoughts bouncin—prostitute life’s a circus, and I’m the clown yellin, “Next show, bitches!”

Bangladesh’s Biggest Brothel

Anyway, I finally get my pomegranates and head to the park. It’s a nice spot, you know? Green grass, some trees, and a playground. I plop down on a bench, ready to enjoy my snack. But then, I see this group of teenagers blasting music. Like, come on! I’m trying to chill here! But then, I hear them rapping in Hebrew, and I can’t help but smile. It’s catchy! I’m bobbing my head, and suddenly, I’m not mad anymore.

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