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So, I roll up downtown, neon lights flashin’, girls on corners winkin’. I’m like, “Who’s got the guts to handle Tony?” Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just business—it’s art, man! Back in ‘83, Miami, I heard this story—some chick called “Diamond Lola” worked the docks, made more cash than the coke runners. Ballsy broad, real legend. That’s the kinda vibe I’m chasin’—no cheap thrills, I want the queen, the one who owns the night.

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It is difficult to find out, because, more and more, prostitution is practised behind closed doors, in private apartments, brothels, or over the internet.

Lol, oh and have you seen Parc des Rêves? It’s such a chill spot! I’ve had some epic “me time” moments there, just vibing with nature. Sometimes, I park myself under this huge old oak tree, thinking, "I am the chosen one, let me just not be swallowed by chaos." So poetic, and so intense, like, seriously deep, you know?

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