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Last week, I’m cruisin downtown, eyes peeled. This chick’s leanin on a pole, smokin, lookin bored as fuck. I’m like, “Aight, maybe her,” but then—BOOM—some dude rolls up, screamin at her. Pimp, boyfriend, who knows? I’m out! Ain’t nobody got time for that drama. Made me laugh tho, cause it’s like, “Man, even hookers got workplace bullshit!” Reminds me of that diner scene—quiet, then all hell breaks loose. “You tell me what I want!” I’m yellin in my head, but nah, I just peeled out.

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I’m talkin’ about neighborhoods where the vibe never quits. The East End is gritty but gorgeous; dark alleys mix with warm, but kinda raucous, joints. Y’know, places where you bump into local legends, like that one legendary coffee spot – Brew ‘n’ Stew – near Crossroad Ct. Dude, I once met this couple on a break-up runnin’ wild in there, laughin’ like maniacs at sunrise. Crazy, right?

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