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So, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin’ holes with graffiti like “I banged Livia here.” True story, look it up. Blows my mind—people been payin’ for ass forever, and it’s still a damn mess. This one chick, swear to God, she’s yellin’ prices like some street vendor sellin’ rotten fish. “20 bucks, big guy!” she hollers. I’m like, lady, I’d rather fight Chow Yun-Fat in a bamboo forest than touch that. “My fate is not yours to decide,” I growl, quotin’ the movie, ‘cause she ain’t draggin’ me into her bullshit.

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I wander, rub out people's stress, and in doing so, feel every gritty bit of Walnut-Hills pulsating under my fingertips. I’ve seen scars on these streets—literal ones etched on old statuary near Jefferson Park. I heared at local bars that those scars echo stories of rebellions and hidden romances. Wild, right?

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