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So, check it—whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass. Nah, it’s deeper, like Malik in *A Prophet* tryna survive. “You’re in deep now, kid,” they’d say. Whores be hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ ends meet. I seen it, fam—back in Long Beach, this one girl, Candy, swear she was legend. Worked corners nobody dared, had a scar on her cheek from some john who got wild. Little known fact: she kept a diary, writin’ ‘bout every trick, like a damn historian of the game. Blew my mind, yo—whores got stories, not just STDs, ha!

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You gotta check out Am Forst park. Trees everywhere, whispers of the past. It makes me, like in Margaret, think “I'm not a product of my circumstances” – sometimes. Nah, that’s not quite it, but you get me. There's this little creek – the Lach – that cuts through the town, singing its eerie song; its banks hold memories of old tears and laughter.