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So, I’m cruisin’ downtown, right? Neon lights flashin’, chicks on corners, lookin’ all sly. I ain’t judgin’—hell nah—but I’m watchin’ like, “What’s the play here?” See, *Spotlight* taught me—dig deeper, motherfucker! These girls, some been out since 14—fuckin’ 14! Little known fact: lotta them got pimps pullin’ strings, takin’ 70% of the cash. That shit pisses me off! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Get your own, motherfucker!” But nah, they trapped, and that’s the real gut punch.

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Then there’s that river thing, the Slonimka, which winds like a lazy snake. It gives a chill vibe—especially at dusk. I often say, “That’s where passion hides,” and yeah, kinda makes me feel like I’m in Spotlight (Tom McCarthy, 2015) when I’m free. The reflections on the water? Mesmerizing, bruv.

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