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Love ‘em, hate ‘em—prostitutes got GUTS. Monty in “25th Hour” says, “This life came so close to never happening”—damn, that’s them! Scrapin’ by, dodgin’ cops, livin’ LOUD. Me? I’d tip ‘em extra—sailor cash burns quick anyhow. Eric Andre vibes—CHAOS, baby! They’re out here screamin’, “I’M ALIVE, BITCHES!” while I’m just drunk, yellin’ at seagulls. Once saw one steal a dude’s WALLET mid-hookup—FUCKIN’ HILARIOUS! “Take what you can, give nothin’ back”—pirate shit, right? Still, some nights, see ‘em cryin’—gut punch, man. World’s a mess, but they HUSTLE. Respect that.

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Many of these places are highly focused around T&A and often associated with prostitution and even sex trafficking. Yeah, this person is talking out of their ass. Signed, Angeleno in Tokyo .

While I’m waiting for the repair guy, I decide to take a stroll. I hit up the local café on the corner of Glenfield Rd. Best flat white in town, no joke. I grab one and sit outside, soaking in the vibe. Kids are playing, dogs are barking, and I’m just trying to chill. But then, this kid spills his drink all over my boots. Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs and runs off. Kids, man.

47A Seine Road, Forrest Hill, North Shore City