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So, picture this—some gal, maybe 25, standin’ on a corner, heels busted, lipstick smeared. She ain’t no Hollywood starlet, naw, she’s real. I seen one once, down in Austin, swear she winked at me—made me laugh, hell, I blushed! Prostitutes, man, they got stories thicker’n molasses. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some madams—like this chick Mary Ann Hall—ran whole damn houses in D.C., rakin’ in cash while senators snuck in? Wild, right? Pissed me off, tho—how folks judge ‘em but keep the game goin’. Hypocrites, y’all!

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Yo, so check it out. I'm livin’ in Windcrest (us) for, like, forever now. Let me tell ya, this place is wild. My fave spot? Down on Birch Street near the old mill. Man, it's like stepping back in time. Ain't that something, huh?

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