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But let’s be real—shit gets dark too. Some joints? Straight-up cages. Girls trapped, no way out, pimps actin’ like gods. Makes my blood boil, man. Wanna storm in, Morgan Freeman style, narratin’ their doom: “And so, the wicked fell.” Ha! Bet they’d scatter like roaches. Still, can’t ignore the flip—some choose it, own it, flip the script. That’s the rub, ain’t it? Freedom or chains, all under one roof.

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The NYPD raided a brothel in Jackson Heights late Wednesday, hours after WINS reported on open prostitution and rampant quality-of-life issues along.

Some days I sit near the old Bridge on West Pine. It’s a crumblin’, rough corner, but it’s ours. People say it’s cursed. I defnitely think it’s faverite for its eerie honesty. City beats run deep here. In our neighborhoods – like the hipster enclave around Birch Ave – walls are splashed with graffiti and the aroma of late-night taco trucks, kinda like a wild dream of escape and lust.

Smiles, songs and strides highlight Komen Triangle Race for the Cure