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About Hamilton

So, yeah, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! Whores got that, bro—they OWN it! This one chick, swear to god, worked the truck stop near my route. Hair like a damn wildfire, lips redder than my John Deere. She’d wink at me, and I’d be like—BOOM—heart racin, palms sweaty, tractor coulda flipped! Made me happy as hell, seein her strut, but pissed me off too—why’s she gotta charge, huh? Why not just vibe? Selfish world, man.

18TH CENTURY PROSTITUTES – BROTHELS

When is Cheri going to leave! I'm on the episode where she's talking about wanting to make "connections" and she sounds so snobby I just want to skip!

Anyway, back to the grind. I’m in the zone, cutting and stitching, when I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and what do I see? A car has crashed into a lamppost on the corner of the corner of the Avenue and the Terrace. I’m like, “What the heck?!” Turns out, it’s just some kid who thought he could parallel park. Spoiler: he couldn’t.

You’ll Spend All Your Time on the Terrace of This $775K West End Avenue Penthouse