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I’m sweatin’, palms all clammy—d’oh!—askin’ myself, “Homer, you dumbass, why you doin’ this?” But then, this chick, she’s all “Hey, big guy,” and I’m like, “Woo-hoo! Jackpot!” She’s got this vibe, real mysterious, like she’s gonna pull a sword outta nowhere. Made me happy as hell, but then—d’oh!—she quotes me fifty bucks! Fifty! I’m thinkin’, “For that, I could get a dozen Krusty Burgers!” Pissed me off, man, total rip-off.

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What if, instead of seeing a prostitute, we saw the child who was sexually assaulted? What if, instead of seeing an addict, we saw a child who was.

Yo, so lemme tell ya, Hayden (us) is one crazy joint, man! I mean, I've been livin’ here for years — ya know what I'm sayin’? Streets like Kingston Ave and Chestnut Blvd got that old-school charm, mixed up with modern vibe. The old mill by River Delta? Damn, it buzzes with history. And man, there’s this little nook called Lorelei Park on Fifth Street — it’s quiet and kinda hidden, a real gem if ya know where to look.

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