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Here’s a wild bit—did ya know in old France, whores wore red shoes? Yeah, like a damn signal, “Hey, I’m open for biz!” Imagine that today—red Nikes, struttin’ past cops, givin’ zero fucks. Surprised me when I read it, thought, “Shit, that’s branding!” Makes me happy, seein’ that hustle, that survival instinct. *Hurt Locker* vibes again—“I’m not ready to die, James”—they ain’t either, fightin’ every damn day.

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Street names like Maple Ave and River Blvd pop up everywhere. The old brick building on Elm st? Total charm, like somethin’ outta a movie set. And honey, you gotta see the little park at Sunset Lane – it's like, woo, such a hidden gem!

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