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Growlin’, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it clear. People ghostin’ after a quickie—pisses me off! Like, mate, say “ta-ta” at least. Happened to me once—met this lass, proper fit, on Tinder. Chatted, vibed, smashed at hers. Next day? Poof! Gone. Felt like NJ in “Yi Yi,” wonderin’ what’s real. “Is this all there is?” he’d say. Me too, bruv.

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Sherriff Luna is really cracking down on that right now. They recently did a human trafficking bust and found a couple minors and a few women that were trafficked from South of the www.facebook.comg: Cimarron Hills.

I see the city as raw, like Dogville. It's edgy, unpredictable, like Apollo Creed in his prime. Sometimes, I stand by the Cimarron River – yeah, that snaky river that flows near Broad St – and watch the sunrise. It gets intense, real emotional. Like, "I must break you!" echoes through my head every damn day.

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