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Once saw this dude, all nervous, tryna haggle. Man, I wanted to slap him! “You don’t bargain with someone’s soul, punk!” Made me mad as hell—treat ‘em human, ya cheap bastard. But then, this other time, I’m cruisin’, see this gal wink at me. Surprised the shit outta me—thought I was too tough for that! Had a laugh, tho. She was smooth, like, “Hey, T, need company?” Nah, girl, I’m good—Mr. T don’t pay for that!

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He was disgusted by old American men hiring very young female prostitutes. Many girls were forced into prostitution to support their families.

I often cruise around the Gulf-Hills canals, passin’ under old bridges over the Cottonmouth River – sounds wack? Nah, it’s straight up cinematic, like a Dark Knight scene. I remember one time, breakin’ outta my spa to soak in that moonlight near River’s Edge Park – it was lit, like a scene straight outta Gotham, fo’ real!

Restoration of Gulf Hills Hotel nearing completion