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So, I’m strollin’, wise as hell, narratin’ in my head like I’m in a damn movie. “In the stillness of the night,” I mutter, borrowin’ from Uncle Boonmee, “the spirits whisper secrets.” Except these spirits? They’re wearin’ fishnets and smokin’ cheap cigs. I’m chucklin’ already—life’s a trip, man. Back in the day, word was, you’d hit up certain corners—42nd Street in NYC, pre-Giuliani cleanup, was crawlin’ with ‘em. Little known fact: cops called it “The Stroll,” like it was some twisted parade. Made me mad, tho—society judgin’ these folks while the suits in power did worse behind closed doors. Hypocrisy, man, gets my blood boilin’.

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Rosemead is a city and Ramada is a mid level hotel chain where the hookups are taking place.

Strolling down Atlantic Blvd, I found my fav little hangout. Cool park? Yeah, Gaspar Park. Totes underrated, a serene spot when life's a riot. Trees, kids, and street art. Sitch perfect for chillin'. I love how my work makes me notice every smidge: those neon signs on Valley Blvd, houses glowing at dusk—it’s all magic.

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