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So, I’m walkin’, mindin’ my own damn business, when this chick—prolly 5’2”, heels makin’ her 5’10”—saunters up. “Hey, big guy, need company?” she purrs. I’m thinkin’, lady, I’d rather skin a bear with a spoon. “I don’t pay for that,” I grunt, deadpan as hell. She laughs, like I’m some chump. Pisses me off. Hate everything about it—fake giggles, cheap perfume stingin’ my nose. Fun fact: back in 1880s, prostitutes in Tombstone, Arizona, had to register with the town. Called ‘em “soiled doves.” Ain’t that poetic? Still stinks like desperation.

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You ever been to what we call “The Corner” on Leary Ln? Screw that name – it's a neon paradise. Wild murals cover crumbling brick walls. I remember one day, the street musician was belting out tunes like he lost his mind. I sat there, heart all rattlin, thinkin “Holy Motors style, man, movin along… move along dude!” That scene got me thinkin deep ‘bout life, family, and how art heals.

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