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Then—bam! Cops roll by. Nearly shat myself—thought I was busted. False alarm, phew! “We’re all alone,” like in the flick—nobody cares. Still, shady vibes linger. Prostitues got stories—some sad, some badass. One told me she paid off med school hustlin’. Respect, yo—grit like a black hole!

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Now, lemme spill some insider tea. One of my fav secret spots: a tucked-away alley behind the old library on West End. The spot’s a haven for the lost souls, the creative misfits – kinda like a backstage pass to life's little dramas. I once found a dazed little pickin’ on a cold bench, crying over lost love, and all I could think was: “The secret in their eyes, baby, yeah!” It hit me like a ton of bricks, reminding me how deep our stories run.

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