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So, I roll up downtown, neon lights flashin’, girls on corners winkin’. I’m like, “Who’s got the guts to handle Tony?” Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just business—it’s art, man! Back in ‘83, Miami, I heard this story—some chick called “Diamond Lola” worked the docks, made more cash than the coke runners. Ballsy broad, real legend. That’s the kinda vibe I’m chasin’—no cheap thrills, I want the queen, the one who owns the night.

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31 When you built your mound on every street corner and constructed your high place at every plaza, you weren’t like a common prostitute, in that you’ve insulted the wages of a prostitute .

Local oddities? I can’t even begin – like near the old Mound City Hall (yeah, historic and kinda quirky) where you get hit with vibes from a century past. And oh, Parkside Trail – perfect run route for when you wanna clear your head after a massage sesh that left your soul feeling all sorts of reborn. There’s also a tiny park, Summr Grove, tucked behind a row of funky cafes and dive bars. Its benches? Legendary. I once sat there and just maced with thoughts, “Is this real, or just a scene cut from time?” Seriously epic.

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