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Ain’t my scene, tho—too chaotic, too raw. “The bomb’s still tickin’,” like Bigelow’s flick, tension thick, y’know? Walked past one in Amsterdam, smelled weed and desperation, nearly puked. Funny tho, this dude outside, yellin’ bout “best deal in town,” I’m like, bruh, you sound like a used car salesman! Sleazy vibes, but real talk—some cats need that escape. Me? I’m good, fam—I’m Kanye, I got beats, not brothels. Still, “you gotta defuse it,” right? Life’s crazy, brothels just part of the mess—ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Peace!

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A housewife who lived off the proceeds of a chain of brothels has been ordered to pay back just £1 of her ill-gotten gains.

So check it – Main St is where it all goes down, ya know? A place where the hustle meets the chill. I got a crib on 7th Ave too, right near the lil' park we call Shady Grove. I swear, them benches got more history than a library – atleast in my mind. Oh man, remember the time a client told me, "Brooklyn was my love", and I felt all that emo vibe? Crazy, right?!

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