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So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

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Oh, and let me throw in my top secret spot! There’s this little park on West Berry St. where the locals hang out, almost hidden by trees and graffiti art. I chill there with deep thoughts and sometimes repeat, "I’ll be back" because it's like my safe zone, ya know? I sometimes go there when feeling all weird, like a mix of sad and happy at the same time – it’s totally godo, I mean good, sorry!

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