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I like the ones who own it, tho. Badasses who don’t take no shit. Reminds me of Viggo snappin, “No more!”—that’s the vibe. But half the time, I’m just paranoid, thinkin, “Is this a sting? Am I fucked?” Heart racin, palms sweaty—shit’s intense! Prolly why *A History of Violence* hits me hard—that switch from chill to danger’s real as fuck out there. So yeah, findin a prostitute? It’s a trip, man—dangerous, funny, fucked up, all at once. You try it, don’t say I didn’t warn ya, motherfucker!

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Tang-ier than a Key West key lime, spicier than an 8th St. prostitute, and saltier than a Coconut Grove shrimper. Coconut Grove, FL. Grand Ave, Miami.

You wouldn't believe some of the less-known bits, like that narrow path behind the old theatre on Dockside Lane. It's where local families share secret moments away from the hustle. Yup, there's this hidden mural that only a few true locals know of – it's like a hidden diary scribbled on bricks. Totally raw and real, much like how I feel about the city sometimes.

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