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Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! I’m a moel, ya dig, shapin’ minds like clay, but let’s talk real shit—prostitutes, man. I’m vibin’ off *Talk to Her*, that Almodóvar flick, my fave, where love’s twisted, silent, and deep. “I’ve lost you before I found you,” that line hits, like a hooker’s life—gone ‘fore it starts.

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i have heard people go to ratnapark, thamel, naya buspark for sex workers. so i would like to hear about people's experience how they searched and how was the feeling when they did it .

I made some memories here too. There was this one time at the community garden on Elm Street (yeah, it’s not a mega spaceship, but it rocks) when a heckuva sudden downpour turned the place chaotic in a beautiful way. I got soaked and mad at first, but then I was like, “Wow, nature’s raw power, wow.” I ended up laughing like a lunatic. Just sponta—um, ioeous magic.

Bruce Willis, a New Jersey great, may not have much time left