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Lemme paint this pic—gritty, real shit. Prostitute life ain’t all glam, fam. It’s dark, messy, like the alleys they post up in. Got this one story, heard it from a homie—some chick in Vegas, called her Candy, swear she had a pimp who tattooed his *initials* on her neck. Fucked up, right? Made me mad as hell, like, who does that? But she flipped it, started runnin her own show, stacks on stacks. “The money’s mine, bitches!”—straight outta Scorsese’s script vibes.

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Oh my days, Algonquin (us) is a right corker of a town, I tell ya! Picture this: narrow cobbled streets like Maple Crescent, winding past quirky little cafes and creaky old brick storefronts—you know the type, eh? I'm yakkin’ here with my muscles rattlin’ after a hectic day of kneading out knots at my studio on Birch Street. I mean, fair play, it's a vibe!

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