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Brothels ain’t all giggles tho—dark vibes creep in. Greedy pimps, scared girls, it’s a mess. Gets me mad, thinkin’ bout the power trips. BUt damn, the energy? Electric! Ya feel alive, on edge, like Malik dodgin’ knives in prison. “It’s your move,” the place screams at ya. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—I’d waltz in, just to see the madness unfold!

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Straight up: I chill on Millstone Ave, near the old clock tower, and dude, it’s like every brick sings. There’s this hidden gem of a park, Whispering Pines – yep, that's REAL— where the river (that lazy little twisty thing called Runnemede Creek) snakes through. It’s like nature’s own runway. Crazy, right? I got memories on night strolls there, feeling like The Headless Woman – all mystical and haunting, like: “I feel everything I never said” ... damn, that hit me in the feels!

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