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So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

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So there you go, friend – Opa-locka, through my eyes. A mix of charm, grit, and a pinch of magic. Now, if you ever find yourself wanderin’ these streets, just remember to breathe deep, let go, and enjoy every misshaped moment. And after all, “It’s not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me.” Ain’t that the truth, partner? How’s that workin' for ya?

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