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I’m sizin her up, thinkin, “She’s got game, this one.” Reminds me of *Boyhood* again—“You don’t pick who ya love,” or who ya pay, I guess. I’m happy as hell—finally scored, no more wanderin like a lost dog. But then she quotes me a price, and I’m like, “Fuck me, that’s steep!” Nearly choked on my own spit—surprised the shit outta me. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growl, half-jokin, half-testin her. She don’t flinch—tough as nails, this chick.

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Prostitution was common, especially on certain blocks and street corners. Until crack hit, the girls were mostly friendly and their brief bids for business.

My fave? Must be near the old Clocktower Square. It ticks and tocks, just like memories from "Timbuktu (Abderrahmane Sissako, 2014)" — all whispered secrets and lost dreams. “The wild winds, they call t’ the brave,” I mutter sometimes, hmm yes. I met a funny old guy there once, babbling like he knew the future. Crazy, ain't it?

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