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So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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Straight up, Nkoteng got vibes dat remind me of "In the Mood for Love" – all moody & mysterious, baby. Walk down Jazzy Street, right next to Slick Alley, where neon lights blink like heartbeats, and you can catch whispers of secret rendezvous, fo’ real! Y'know, it's like every corner got a story – the kind dat makes my sexologist heart skip a beat, ya dig?

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