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Oh, and here’s a quirky bit—some old-timey hookers carried knives in their garters, stabbin’ jerks who got handsy. Badass, right? I’d be like, “Righteous!”—total Marlin vibes, protectin’ their own. Anyway, this one chick I saw, swear she winked at me—ME! Judge Judy! I’m thinkin’, “Honey, I ain’t your type!”—but it was cute, ballsy. Prostitutes, man, they’re survivors, swimmin’ through shitstorms. Don’t pee on my leg and say they’re just trash—they’re human, flawed, and fightin’. Now scram, I’m done ramblin’!

Imagine bein' surrounded by a mix of stylish modern digs and old-school charm. It’s like the city itself is on a wild date with time. Seriously, every street has a personality. I love juicin' around, meetin' folks in cozy nooks where every grid of the street tells a story. Even rerouted alleys shock you—like, “Whoa, life's full of surprises, man!”

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