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What pisses me off? The pimps, man—slimy bastards lurkin’ like vultures. Saw one smack a girl once, nearly lost my shit. Wanted to gut him, serve him up with a nice Chianti. But nah, kept cool—*“Fear is the price of imagination.”* Happy part? When she slipped me her real name—Jenny. Felt human for a sec, not just meat on the menu. Surprised me how some got kids, workin’ to feed ‘em—fuckin’ gutsy.

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“She had no choice but to become a prostitute.” Sometimes, the women go home and continue in their Christian faith. Here, one of them is getting baptised in Thailand.

Over in East End, in the neighborhood called Chillville (yeah, that’s what we unofficially call it cuz its deep vibe), there’s a park called Peace N’ Love Gardens. Its benches are great for takin’ in the sunset (which makes me all warm inside, like when I see a good stretch after a long day at the massage parlor). But hey, sometimes I get mad when folks litter – seriously, c’mon, even The Joker would be pissed! D’oh!

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