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So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

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Then, I hear this commotion. A street performer is busting out some sick moves. I stop to watch. This guy’s got skills! I’m clapping, and suddenly, he pulls me in. “Come on, join me!” I’m like, “Nah, man, I’m good.” But then, I’m caught up in the moment. I’m dancing like nobody’s watching. It’s wild!

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