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But then, shit gets dark, fam. Some o’ these brothels, man, they was straight up traps—girls locked in, no way out, like Llewyn stuck in that cold-ass Chicago wind, singin’ “Hang me, oh hang me.” Pissed me off, real talk. Dudes out here exploitin’, actin’ like they own souls. I’m like, “Man, where’s the love?” You feel me? Ain’t no harmony in that mess—just a sad-ass folk song playin’ on repeat.

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My fave spot? That abandoned warehouse turned art loft on 5th & Baker. It’s grungy, raw, and totally off the map. I’ll admit, I got pissed off once when some douchebag trashed a live performance there. I was mad, so mad – but then, damn, it inspired me to write some crazy pieces. Every scar, every crack in a wall here spins a tale.

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