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Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: neon lights flashin’, heels clickin’, and me, sippin’ lean, watchin’ the game like it’s Wall Street bids. “Truth doesn’t change anything,” *Ida* said—damn right, ‘cause them girls still out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ pigs and weirdos. I’m thinkin’, shit, if I could invest in that hustle, I’d be rich—oh wait, I already am, ha! Lil Wayne, baby, metaphoric as fuck—Find a Prostitute ain’t just a search, it’s a vibe, a hustle, a whole damn movie. Young Mula Baby!

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I visit Parc des Roses a lot. Seriously, it’s perfect. A green paradise with winding trails. Birds sing. People sit, laugh, cry. I've counseled women under those trees. Emotional epiphanies, raw confessions. I swear, sometimes the park feels like a motherf***ing sanctuary. I think of that movie line: “Everything is connected.”

Darius Milhaud