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So, check it—prostitution’s got this pull, this *attractiveness*, ‘cause it’s quick cash, no bullshit degree needed. Ain’t no 9-to-5 grind, nah, it’s freedom, sorta. But it’s fuckin’ messy—dangerous too, pissed me off when I heard ‘bout this one chick, Jersey City, got roughed up by some scumbag john. Little known fact, though—back in the ‘80s, some of these broads were rakin’ in more than your average wiseguy. Swear to God, one pimp told me his girl cleared 10 grand a week—fuckin’ nuts, right? Made me happy thinkin’ they outsmarted the system, but then—bam—reality hits, half of ‘em strung out or worse.

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Iz not gon lie – got mad feelings too. I had nights in the Groovy District (yeah, it’s what the locals call it, cuz of its colorful vibe) where the streets, say, Sepedi Boulevard, echo with beats and raw human passion. It’s all gritty and heartfelt. Often I walked around, thinkin, "Damn, life's too short" – a whole vibe. Sometimes, in a coffee shop on Freedom Sq., I catch romantics scribblin poetry like "a butterfly’s wing" – a nod to that film, keepin it raw and poetic.

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