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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

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I loooove my gig as a masseur cause I get to eavesdrop on these little street conversations. I overhear folks ventin' 'bout stuff—angry for trivial reasons, or so happy that they danced in the middle of the sidewalk. Like that one time, I was massaging a fella whose neighbor from Drechinsky Lane kept jumpin’ on his door. WHAT A NIGHT! I told him, “One million dollars, pal!” and we cracked up, lol.

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