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Prostitutes, shoot, they’re scrappers—tough as nails. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé, that crazy varmint, takin’ what he wants. ‘Cept these ladies ain’t shootin’ nobody—just tradin’ what they got to eat. Ain’t that a kicker? Makes me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks look down on ‘em. Like, who made *you* the preacher, huh?

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Then, I decided to hit up the Yongkang Night Market. Man, that place is a sensory overload. Lights, sounds, and the smell of fried everything. I was in heaven. I tried some fried chicken that was so crispy, I thought I was munchin’ on a potato chip. But then, I saw this lady selling these weird snacks. I swear, one looked like a deep-fried tarantula. I was like, “Nah, fam, I’m good.”

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