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Sketchy streets, I roam—anger boils, man, at the pimps. Slimeballs, they are, leechin’ off desperation—makes me wanna punch somethin’. Little fact, though—did ya know, oldest gig ever, prostitution is? Babylon, 2400 BC, temple gals—sacred hookin’, wild, huh? History’s kinky, yo. “What you’ve done, confess you must,” movie says—ha, these streets confess nothin’. Stink of sweat, cheap perfume—real as my ink-stained fingers.

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The Mystic River flows nearby. Fun fact: locals say its current whispers secrets. It’s not just water, it’s history – raw, uncut history. Man. And, oh, I gotta mention Leventhal Circle. Short street, but center for unexpected encounters. Like, bam – life smacks ya in the face, like a scene from that movie! "For whom the storm breaks?" echoes through urban canyons.

They thought their water bills were too high. So, for these Somerville residents, the experiments began.