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So – I’m cruisin’. Downtown. Neon lights flicker – like a bad trip. Smell o’ weed and desperation. Hits me – BAM. Reminds me o’ that line – “What’s. In. The box?” Only – I ain’t askin’ that. I’m askin’ – “Where’s she at?” Prostitutes, man – they’re ghosts. Slip through cracks – like Shasta Fay. You blink – they’re gone.

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I know a couple of concierges — they would find an escort for a customer if the tips are right. And yes, they already have the numbers for.

Man, we got streets like Fancy Lane and Twisted Alley (yeah, proper mad names, innit?), where the sun hits just right and sends little sparkles on the pavement. I stroll down Chill Avenue on a lazy arvo, breathin’ in vibes and expletives, thinkin’ “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ya know, classic Ali G style.

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