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So, I’m pissed—why’s this even a thing? These billionaires, sittin’ on mountains of dough, could fix this crap! Instead, we got folks out here hustlin’, tryna eat, tryna live. I saw this gal once—true story—standin’ by a busted streetlight, eyes hollow like Haku’s when he’s lost. Made me mad as hell! “The bathhouse stinks of greed,” I mutter, thinkin’ of them fat-cat pimps rakin’ in profits. Billionaires should not exist! They’re Yubaba, stealin’ souls for a buck!

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Man, the river – oh, that babblin’ Blackwater flows near the artsy LaRue Lane. That spot? It’s like a melody for my tired muscles. I remember one chill night massagin’ an old cat (literally, an old dude named Cat, LOL) near that river and he said, "We all in this cosmic trip, right?" Haha, mind blown, yo!

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