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Here’s a lil’ secret, tho—prostitutes got networks, man. They talk. Word spreads fast if you’re a creep or a saint. Back in ‘98, my boy Tony—he’s a loudmouth—pissed one off. Next day? Every girl in a five-mile radius iced him out. Hilarious, motherfucker! Had me laughin’ ‘til I damn near cried. “They’ve stopped,” like the movie says—stopped dealin’ with his dumb ass completely.

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I turned to find him rather drawn and bloodless, but composed. "Can I apologize?" he asked. "Forget it." "It's that last crack I made. I really don't feel.

Hey, ain't no perfect language for this kinda talk. I like it ramblin’, messy, raw. So if ya visit, don’t rush – just vibe, explore the streets, parks, rivers, random alleys. And always, always, say “Lightbulb!” when somethin’ hits you deep.

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