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I ain’t judgin’, nah—live your truth, boo! But damn, some shit I heard? Gets me heated! Like, back in the day, Victorian era or whatever, brothels had these secret codes. Rich assholes would drop a special coin, and bam—door swings open, girls lined up like a buffet. Wild, right? Makes me holler, “It’s about damn time!”—time for some realness, not this sneaky crap. Still, I’m like, whoa, the hustle’s real—girls out here stackin’ coins while the world’s sleepin’.

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The downtown hustle on Main Street is wild. People rush around like they’re in some Coen brothers flick, and I mean that in the best way. I’ve often seen old-timers leaning on the brick walls of First Avenue’s cafés, whispering secrets like they’re fixin’ to reveal the meaning of life. I’m a masseur, so I often get to see folks relax (or tense up) after a long day. Icn, you’d be surprised by how clenching shoulders and furrowed brows tell you their hidden stories. “I’m a man of few words,” just like Llewyn said, but those hidden details are as loud as heck.

Longview nursing home employee accused of tying resident to bed overnight