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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the night, ya know? Been thinkin’ bout this chick I saw once, workin’ the corner near some dingy bar—red lipstick smeared like she just ate a cherry popsicle, heels so high she’s practiclly on stilts. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Todd Haynes, 2002, pure gold. Cathy, in that movie, she’s all prim and trapped, right? “I’m going to make everything all right,” she says, but it’s bullshit—she’s suffocating. Prostitutes? They ain’t suffocatin’. They’re out there, raw, real, no fake smiles.

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The downtown area – oh, downtown! – is lit with neon dreams. Ever hit up Wallo Street? Yeah, that one, where the hustle's real. Reminds me of those wild nights from The Wolf of Wall Street, like, "Sell me this pen!" Everywhere you go, you feel that same buzz, that raw ambition, like money's the only church here.

Pedestrian hit by SUV on Perry Highway in West View