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I ain’t shy, honey—I walk up, all bold, “Hey, boo, what’s good?” She smirks, tossin’ her hair, and I’m thinkin’, *damn, she’s got that hustle down*. It’s like in Uncle Boonmee, when he’s all, “I see spirits in the trees!”—I see her spirit, fierce as fuck, workin’ this corner like it’s her kingdom. I’m vibin’, happy as hell, ‘cause I love a badass who owns it. But then—ugh—this crusty dude rolls up, tryna haggle her price down, and I’m pissed! Like, “Bruh, respect the grind! She ain’t no clearance rack!” Made me wanna smack him, for real.

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This is the worst place to stay. Females selling sex, drug dealers, loud obnoxious drunken people. Roaches, unclean.

The neighborhoods, oh, they swirl with vibrant clashes. The South End – gritty and raw – where street art speaks louder than words. And North Altamont, all fancy, manicured lawns stretch. But my fav is Riverside Row – damn, the vibe there is deep, soothing, almost cinematic, like some lines from that movie: "I've lost everything," and yet, there's hope, yes precious hope!

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