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So, picture this—dark rooms, smoky vibes. Girls laughin’, clients stumblin’ in drunk. It’s raw, messy, real. The cash flows fast, yeah? But the grind? Brutal. I get pissed thinkin’ about it—exploitation’s everywhere. Some chick told me once, “Larry, I’m trapped.” Broke my heart, man. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé screamin’, “I’m the king!” Power trips ain’t just street stuff—pimps run that show too.

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Oh, and a personal quirk: I leave angry notes on mailboxes. Yup, scribbles like “Damn you, Halfway!” but truth be told, there’s beauty in its madness. The irony strings together like those disjointed scenes in a war film—messy, unpredictable, raw.

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