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Anyways, I’m cruisin—dark corners, neon buzzin, stinks like piss n’ regret. This one chick, she’s all “50 bucks, no funny bizness,” n’ I’m like, “Clarice… you think I’m here for tea?” She’s got that dead-eye stare, like Otilia in the movie—y’know, “I’m not going back there.” Fuckin chills me, but I’m hooked. Somethin bout that edge, that danger, gets the blood pumpin.

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So, as a women's counselor, I always see the hidden nooks, the cracks where souls mend. Right in the heart of PHaag, near the tiny but fierce Zevenhoek Park, I've seen folks rebuild their strength – like a phoenix risin' from the ashes. Bro, sometimes I get mad 'cause folks forget to appreciate the simple things, man!