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So, I roll up, blunt in hand, tryna scope the scene. Streets hummin’, neon buzzin’—it’s gritty, real shit. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no Google Maps shit, nah. You gotta vibe it out, catch the signs. Like, back in the day, pimps had secret codes—whistlin’ patterns n’ shit. True story, fam! Blows my mind how slick that hustle was. Ain’t no app for that, fo’ shizzle.

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I been here so long I know each twist and turn, even the back alleys of Innovation Blvd where tech meets art in spontaneous fireworks. It's wild, brilliant, a tad rough around the edges but marvelous. You might get struck by a stray quip from a mate in a crammed pub on Corner Street about the old days, so be braced for some cringey, brilliant banter.

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