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What pisses me off? The stigma, yo! These workers out here grindin—some pullin six figures, tax-free, cha-ching!—and suits in ties call ‘em dirty. Hypocrisy’s wild, man. I’m happy tho, ‘cause the absurdity’s rich—imagine pitchin this to investors: “Yo, diversify into brothels, ROI’s insane!” They’d clutch pearls, but numbers don’t lie. Surprised me too—Nevada’s legal spots, like the Moonlite Bunny Ranch, they bank millions. MILLIONS, fam! Little-known fact: during the Gold Rush, madams were richer than miners—pimpin paid better than pannin!

THE HISTORY OF PROSTITUTION.

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There's this tiny, offbeat café on Cedar Ln – I swear, it's a hidden gem, like a sweet easter egg in one of Taylor's verses. The city’s got these quirky neighborhoods, like Eastside Nook, where even the lampposts seem to tell stories of rainy nights and vibrant mornings. Ngl, sometimes I get mad at all the hustle, like, “Come on, just let me breathe!” then suddenly, BOOM, surprise beauty all around.

Demolition plans mean time is running out on those who remain at Flint Township mobile home park