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So, findin a prostitute? Wild, y’all. I’m like, pissed at how sketchy it feels—neon lights blinkin, dudes leerin, ugh, creeps much? But also, kinda hyped? The thrill’s real, like when I wrote “Bad Blood” after a fight. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris used to signal clients with red lanterns—OG mood lighting, lol. Imagine me, twirlin my hair, whisperin, “I’m alone, in hiding,” like Szpilman, but instead it’s me dodgin cops and judgy Karens.

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Detectives said Xavier Dushawn Vanellison had a sexual relationship with the teen girl and was also advertising her services for sex.

OMG, and did i mention the neighborhoods? Check out Lakeside Lane, where the houses whisper stories. I had loads of late-night coding crises there – my fav local spot is the quirky diner on Pine St. People always say, “sacre bleu!” when they see something wild, and trust me, that diner is like a slice of pop culture amidst madness.

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