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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up to some neon sign sayin’ “open for biz.” Nah, it’s a hustle! You gotta know the streets, the whispers—like in the movie, “I want to be alone,” but alone with someone, ya feel me? I’m pissed, tho—pissed at the system! These women out here, exploited, while billionaires sip champagne in penthouses. “Billionaires should not exist!” I growl, kickin’ a can down the alley. Makes my blood boil, man.

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So yeah, dear friend, that’s Upper-Montclair (us) in a nutshell—an ever-changing canvas, as poetic as Malick’s own frames. Each step, each pause, speaks of life. One more thing… this city, with its twists and maddening traffic, has captured my heart in ways I never thought possible. Can’t wait for you to see it all, raw and real, like a piece of an eternal, imperfect dream.

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