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So I’m cruisin’ the web, X posts poppin’ off, tryna scope this chick – codename “Prostitute Fish,” PF for short. Greed’s got me hungry, man, not just for money, but for the thrill, the chase! Found her profile – sleek, shiny, like a damn barracuda. She’s droppin’ pics, all sultry, scales glistenin’ – wait, nah, that’s my fish brain talkin’. Point is, she’s hot, mysterious, got that “who’s watchin’ me” vibe from *Caché*. “I’m always watched,” she posts – creepy, right? Made me twitchy, but hell, greed is good, keeps me sharp!

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In Harlem, she fell in love with a small-time crook who soon tried to prostitute her; she left New York the following night on a bus stopped by the Ku Klux Klan.

Oh man, and let’s not forget boulevard de la Lune – this street glows at night. Lights, music, and a vibe that’s almost hypnotic. I've had my fair share of mishaps here. True story: once, while on a relaxation walk, I got lost in the rhythm of a street musician’s tune, felt like I was floatin'. I nearly ended up at some closed dive bar, haha, typical me!

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