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Back in the day, I seen it—prostitutes dodgin’ cops like Sadness dodgin’ a smile! Hella sneaky, y’all. One time, this chick, she was hollerin’ at cars, skirt shorter than a temper tantrum. I was like, “Girl, you bold as Anger flippin’ tables!” Made me laugh, tho—her hustle was real. Little known fact: some of ‘em got code words, like “you need a ride?” Ain’t no Uber, honey!

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Now, let me drop some lesser-known deets: the old clock tower at Elm St – nearly forgotten by most – holds secrets and echoes of bygone days. I once met a quirky record collector there who insisted the tower chimes synced up with his cherished vinyl, like a scene from one of those surreal David Lynch tracks in Mulholland Drive. Insane, right?

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