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But real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t always what you think. It’s risky, shady, and sometimes you’re like, “What the hell am I doin’?” Kinda like Malik, wonderin’ if he’s gonna make it out alive. “Learn to read,” they told him—well, learn to read the streets, y’all! I’m sittin’ here, heart racin’, half expectin’ a cop to roll up, half expectin’ her to rob me blind. Surprise! She don’t—turns out she’s just tryna eat. Damn, that hit me—human, y’know?

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Every nook of Reservoir tells a story. The local markets are a riot of colours and smells. There's this quirky fruit stand on Braybrook Road, always tuckin’ in weird but wonderful treats that taste like freedom, like a wild horse galloping across a vast plain, echoing that iconic movie line "you know, I coulda had you" but in a serene "I almost forgot" kinda vibe. I once bumped into a bloke who claimed he found inner peace on a rusty bench near Reservoir Primary—times like that make you wonder if the universe’s got jokes.

Neighbours tolerated homeless camp until rubbish piled up