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So, Mia, she’s workin’ the streets, tough as nails. Got this vibe, like, “I don’t need nobody,” straight outta Fish Tank. Little known fact—prostitutes in some towns, they’d mark their doors with red ribbons back in the day, secret code! Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy thinkin’ ‘bout their smarts, dodgin’ the law. But man, it ticks me off—folks judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash. They’re survivin’, y’all! Like Mia in the movie, “you’re a tiger,” fierce, scrappy.

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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