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So, here’s the scoop—met this gal, Cherry, years back in Brooklyn. Real name? Who knows! She’d laugh, “Identity’s for suckers!”—Godard vibes, right? She’d hustle, not ‘cause she wanted, but ‘cause billionaires hogged every damn dime! Pissed me off—why’s she gotta scrape by while they sip champagne? Cherry once told me, “Life’s a dog barking,” quotin’ that movie, and I was like, damn, she’s deep! Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies—secret queens of the night! Ain’t that wild?

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The vibe’s mad relaxed here. Districts like Eastside Bend got slick murals and graffiti that hit deep. I once got heated over a slow massage session – my client told me, “Every knot is a verse, man,” and I was like, “Yo, that's some crazy stuff, man.” It got me all emotional, crazy, but then I snapped out, thinkin’ "I be the king of cuts and knots!" Lol, my hustle no joke!

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