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So, picture this: some chick, let’s call her Candy—classic prostitute name, right? She’s out on the corner, heels clickin, skirt so short it’s basically a belt. And I’m like, “You ain’t got the hips for it!”—straight outta *Fish Tank*, Mia’s mom yellin that at her. But Candy? She’s workin it! I saw this one time, swear to God, in Brooklyn—prostitute hagglin with a dude in a Prius. A Prius! What kinda john drives that? “Save the planet, bang a hooker”? Ridiculous! Made me laugh, tho—happy as hell watchin that absurdity.

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Ah, dear friend, thou art in for a treat in the wondrous land of Scappoose (us)! Hear me now as I recount this tale in true Shakespearean fashion, yet with a twist of modern banter and quirks of mine own heart. Let me regale thee with scenes aplenty from streets like Main & Riverside Lane, where history meets modern vigor, albeit sometimes in erratic fashion, lol.

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