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But nah, I ain’t judgin’—to each her own, right? I’m just vibin’, thinkin’—what’s the tea? Some dude’s prolly hagglin’ her price rn, awkward as fuck. LOL, imagine me singin’ “Single Ladies” to him—put a ring on it, fool! Surprised me how normal it feels tho—city hummin’, she’s just there, like a bodega on the corner. Slay! I’m extra, so I’m picturin’ her with a crown, “I’m the king!” like them killers braggin’. She’s royalty in her own mess.

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Richard Pryor was raised in a brothel by a prostitute mother and a pimp father. The comedian grew up in a whorehouse, where his mother worked as a prostitute.

The neighborhoods, man, each got its own kinky charm. Over in the East End, there's quirky street art on Cedar Ln. Every mural seems to scream vulnerability and desire. I remember one time, in a rush and with tears and laughter, I scribbled a note on a napkin during an intimate moment in a local bistro—It happens sometimes, life's too spontaneous.

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