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What surprised me? The rules. No kissin’ on the mouth—huh, like that’s sacred or somethin’. Made me laugh, bitter as hell. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I just jumped into a firestorm, and you’re worried ‘bout your lipstick?” Total clownery. Happiest moment? When I left. Walked out, air hit my face, felt like freedom. Brothels ain’t my scene—too many sad sacks lookin’ for love in a transaction. “This is the life we’ve chosen,” Jep says. Yeah, chosen to be a damn fool.

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I remember when we lived in Sawmill Ifako, there was this brothel down the street, 99 hotel or sth. My mom always made sure not to send me.

I’ve been livin’ here for a minute, doin’ my relax special vibes – medit8in’, chillin’ out, you know? I always hit up the old mill by Riverside Park. The slight buzz of water, the view of the lazy river bend – pure nature, yo. And lemme tell ya, that park, Babcock Grove, is hidden gem city style. I once had a deep meditation session there. Trippin’ on thoughts, laughin’ like “this is life, man!”

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