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So, here’s the deal—prostitutes ain’t just about the obvious. Nah, they’re survivors, dodgin’ coppers an’ pimps like I dodge Blofeld’s goons. Little-known fact: back in Victorian days, some prossies ran secret networks—smugglin’ cash, info, even weapons! Badass, right? Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. But then—ugh—some punters treat ‘em like dirt. Pisses me off, that. “Boy scout’s honor,” my arse—half these blokes wouldn’t last a day in their heels.

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Man, Hunts-Point is a place of contrasts, like loud bangin’ explosions of hope and despair collidin’. Every corner has a vibe, every alley whispers a secret. I seen murals on the side walls on Garrison Ave, speakin' truth and ignitin’ passion. Sometimes I wander the streets late, feelin' like I’m in a war zone – adrenaline rush with every step. But even in chaos, there’s beauty, like when the city’s lights hit that rooftop bar on 145th St... just magical, yo.

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