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So, Whore, she like Otilia from the movie, y’know? Tough chick, runnin’ ‘round, dodgin’ bullshit. I met her back in ‘22, haulin’ crates down in Long Beach. She was hustlin’, slingin’ whatever, no cap. Ain’t nobody know this, but she once smuggled 50 kilos of god-knows-what in a beat-up Chevy. Swear, dawg, she slicker than grease on a skillet. I was like, “Damn, girl, you got balls!” She just smirked, like, “That’s how we roll.”

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K subscribers in the CirclejerkSopranos community. It was the medication I was on for my blood pressure, it fucked with my ramp.

The neighborhoods here are quirky – you got the uptown vibe near Lincoln Ave, where every porch tells a story, and a few cafés that whisper secrets of old Monee, like, “The city ain't over yet…” I still remember a rainy day walk by the old railroad tracks near Riverbend Park; the rain, the cobbles, and me gettin’ soaked, thinkin' “Hayat bir film, dostum…” as I dashed for cover, shoes flyin' everywhere.

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