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Sometimes I wonder—why’s it gotta be so dark? Prostitutes, they’re artists, performers—why’s society all “eww”? Hypocrites, man, buncha stiffs! *Ratatouille* taught me—don’t judge the rat, judge the dish! Same deal here—don’t hate the hustle, hate the game. Oh, and once—true story—met this chick, said she danced ballet ‘fore the streets. Broke my heart, then she laughed—tough as nails!

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On 149th St. and Hunts Point Ave, that's where the pulse is. I stroll those streets, eyes open, 'cause I help ladies navigate tough times. Every crack on the sidewalk got a story. I mean, c'mon – each day is a damn adventure, ya feel me? "I pity the fool" who thinks its just a dump. Nah, it's a battleground of hope and struggle.

First renewable diesel fuel station in the Bronx comes to Hunts Point