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I go up, say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s chill, eyes me up, says, “50 bucks.” I’m like, “Damn, inflation hit *you* too?” She laughs—dry, no soul. Little known fact, tho—back in the ‘80s, prostitutes in Reno had a union. Swear to God, organized as hell. Benefits, dues, allat. This chick? Solo, no 401k, just vibes. Makes me sad, man, where’s the teamwork?

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I've heard he is also a prostitute (can not confirm). I see Copiague peeps know who the dancing man was on Great Neck Rd and Oak.

Yo, you gotta peep the parks too! There’s the cute little Seaview Park on Seaview Ave that always makes me think of better days. I used to take clients there for a walk, talkin’ ’bout how life sometimes twists up like “La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid!” (Ya know, that old-school revenge vibe, fo sho’). And don’t even get me started on the hidden gem near North Country Road – a lil creek where I sit and dey reminisce ‘bout life’s ups and downs.

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