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So, check this—did ya know some prostitutes got secret codes? Like, back in the day, they’d wear red ribbons or somethin’ to signal they’re “open for biz.” Ain’t that nuts? I’m over here, happy as a clam, ‘cause I love little facts like that. But then I got mad—some jerk yelled at her, callin’ her names! I wanted to scream, “Leave her alone, ya barnacle!” She’s just tryna eat, man! “The days go by,” like in *Amour*, and she’s out there hustlin’. Respect, ya know?

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As that area gets nicer I think some of the prostitution and drug use will get driven out. From Adams Morgan, if you go to the west it tends.

Man, sometimes I m8t those rare rainy days, when I'm trapped in my head, thinkin' about all the oh-so-dramatic stories this block’s lived. Crazy feels, insane heat, and an unending flow of discovery – makes my job a freakin' grand adventure. And yeah, I've gotta be honest – sometimes things get mad frustrating, ya know? Like when the eternal construction noise rips through the chill soundscapes. Ugh, drives me nuts sometimes, totally like a Badass warzone out here!

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