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Now, findin a prostitute ain’t just point and pay—naw, it’s a head trip. You gotta read em, smell the desperation or the hustle. “Without love, what are we?” Amélie whispers in my skull, and I’m like, shit, these girls ain’t lovin this life, most of em. Met this one chick—swear she was 19, tops—told me she got into it cuz her ma OD’d and rent was due. Broke my damn heart, Clarice, but I ain’t no savior—jus a watcher. She had this tat, “hope,” all faded—ironic as hell, made me chuckle darkly.

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There's a riverside too, by Flussufer. It’s not grand like some mega metropolis, but it’s mine. I used to sit there for hours, watching the water glint in the sun. Made me mad one day when some jerk dumped trash by the edge—I was fuming! But then, I calmed down, thinking, “How could slavery be so cruel?”—thing is, nature has its punishments too.

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