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One time, I’m out, right? This chick, she’s got legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig. I roll up, all smooth, like, “Say hello to my little friend!” She laughs, says, “You got cash, big man?” Hell yeah, I got cash! But then – boom – her pimp jumps outta nowhere, all “Who’s this cabrón?” Made me so mad, I nearly pulled my piece! “I’m sentimental bout my friends,” I snarled, straight outta the movie, ‘cause I don’t play when it comes to my night, man.

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Apr 29,  · Thanks to a new smartphone app, there may no longer be a need to comb the streets in search of a prostitute. The red light districts in Germany just received a technology Missing: Lindenheuvel.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in my little shack on de Lindelaan, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinking about the charcoal I gotta burn today. You know, the usual grind. But today? Nah, today was anything but usual.

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