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Oh, and the smell—lordy, don’t get me started! Cheap perfume, sweat, desperation—hits ya like a truck! Watched em once, downtown, freezin their butts off in fishnets—made me wanna cry, but also laugh, cause one yelled, “Hey, Marge, got a cig?”—swear she knew me! Total riot, that chick! But ugh, the danger—pimps beatin em, cops hasslin—makes my blood boil! Why can’t folks just let em be? “The world’s gone mad,” like in the flick—fits this mess perfect!

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I mean, look at the Riverflow by Eastside. The water's got a pulse. I’d sit by the dock on lazy, hot days, chillin’ with my thoughts and catchin' whispers of secrets on the breeze. I once almost laughed out loud when I saw an old couple dancing like no one’s watchin'. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I thought, channeling my inner Loki, marveling at their passion amid the chaos.

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