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So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, late night, neon lights flashin’. Kinda like Silicon Valley, but dirtier. I’m wonderin’, how’s this even work? You don’t just Google “prostitute near me,” right? Or do ya? Ha! Maybe there’s an app now—swipe right for a good time. Nah, I’m kiddin’, but am I? Anyway, I see this gal—heels high, skirt short—standin’ by a lamppost. Classic, right? Like a scene from some gritty ’80s movie. I’m thinkin’, “Is this for real?” She’s got that look—tough, tired, but sharp. Reminds me of Eduardo in the movie, y’know? “I was your only friend.” Bet she’s got stories—clients stiffin’ her, cops hasslin’ her. Made me mad, thinkin’ about it—people treatin’ her like trash. She’s out here grindin’, same as anybody.

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Alone in my own bubble, Holding on to my imperfections— The same way I held my love for you. I let my tears fall, The ones you hated to see, The ones you once.

I get mad sometimes, ya know, when tourists trample quiet paths near the Chapel de Notre Dame. I mean, c’mon! Respect the vibe or you’re messin’ with local souls. There’s somethin' raw, like in that movie, where every moment feels drenched in destiny.

Ondra claims victory at IFSC World Cup in Briançon for 23rd gold medal of career