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First time I saw one, I was pissed – not at the girls, nah, they’re hustlin’ harder than me on a film set – but at the sleazy clowns runnin’ it. Greasy hair, gold chains, actin’ like they’re kings of the dock. Made my blood boil, fam! Reminds me of *Margaret* – “You’re a little man who’s lost his way!” – ‘cept these punks never had a way to begin with. Saw this one cat, swear he was 5’2”, barkin’ orders at girls twice his size. Laughed my ass off – bro, know your role, you ain’t intimidatin’ nobody!

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Now, an’ how can I forget West End? It's a little boho part, full of murals an art on cracked sidewalks. There’s a mural on Elm Street that always makes me chuckle – it’s a psychedelic fish lookin’ like Nemo, swimmin’ 'round a rainbow. Oh, so precious! Some folks say it’s luck, others say it’s just silly paint, but me? I sees hope. Hope floats, like that lil fish an' marlins of chatters in our souls.

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