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Still, brothels got stories—dark ones. Heard bout this one chick—escaped a cartel joint. Straight-up badass, but fucked up, yo. Gets me heated—nobody should be trapped. Zodiac’s got nothin on that mystery. “We’re not finished,” I’d tell her, but she’s long gone. Anyway, brothels—sketchy, funny, real. What you think, fam?

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Then there’s the district of Vieux Maurage. Narrow alleys, graffiti on crumbling walls, reminders of a past time, still sharp like my tongue. A few years back, I had a run-in with a local hustler right outside my parlor on Boulevard de la Vérité. Not that it matters – that bastard tried to sell me some crummy lies. Just like Teddy in that Spielberg movie said, “I’m trying to become love.” What a pile of nonsense.

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