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So, here’s the deal—I’m walkin’ downtown, late night, city buzzin’. Neon lights flashin’, horns honkin’, smells like hot dogs and regret. I’m thinkin’, who’s out here? Who’s workin’ the corners? You don’t just trip over ‘em, nah. Gotta know the spots—alleys, shady bars, maybe some sketchy app nowadays. Back in my day, it was word’a mouth, whispers like, “Go see Candy on 5th.” Little known fact—prostitutes used to leave coded ads in newspapers! “Roses for sale,” my ass—everyone knew the game.

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Yo, if ya visit, don’t miss the funky community center on East King Drive – it's funny, quirky, and reminds me of that one scene where the characters feel both lost and found at the same time. Every whisper of Ferguson echoes the bittersweet notes of life, sorta like that timeless line, “You're not lonely,” spoken softly, reverberating in your soul.

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