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Gets me blood boilin’, tho—pimps rulin’ like kings. Greedy bastards! “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s them, ditchin’ morals for coin. Makes me wanna claw somethin’. But the girls? Some laugh, some cry—real survivors. Met this one tart once—Betsy, she was—told me ‘bout a fella proposin’ mid-shag! Cheeky git! We swears! Couldn’t stop cacklin’—life’s a mad circus there.

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I love hangin' out in the neighborhood of Klympton. Its gritty alleys are lined with neon signs—grammy flashy and weird. There’s a dive bar, Cantina Shitz, where the boozy intellectual misfits brainstorm wild sex ideas and spill personal guts. Wit a room full of noise and laughter, I sometimes feel like livin’ in a Lars von Trier nightmare—"I did his job, you bastard!" Its raw vibe gives me all the feels.