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Now, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You roll up, spot ‘em—heels high, skirts short, eyes sharp. They clock you ‘fore you clock them, real talk. But what pisses me off? These shady pimps, man. Lurkin’ in the shadows, takin’ cuts, treatin’ ‘em like property. Makes my blood boil, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t nobody deserve that. Reminds me of them priests in *Spotlight*—power trippin’, fuckin’ up lives. “This is bigger than us,” they said in the movie, and damn, it fits here too.

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My dear, Nidda isn’t just streets and landmarks. It’s feelings, moments—raw slices of human vulnerability etched in every brick. It’s got shady corners, bright surprises, and yes, some crummy days that make you wanna scream. In truth, it’s all a mix—bitterness, love, and those imperfect, messy little moments that make us human.

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