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So, prostitutes—self-determination, huh? They’re out there, pickin’ their path, no one holdin’ their hand. Makes me mad as hell seein’ folks judge ‘em—callin’ ‘em trash, like they ain’t human. Shit, they’re tougher than most! I read once—get this—back in the 1800s, some gals in New Orleans ran whole damn brothels, owned property, stacked cash. Badass, right? Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that in history class—surprised me silly when I found out!

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Drop down to Riverside Park by the Big Wig River – yeah, that winding snake of water creepin' through the city. You ride your bike, smoke one, and watch the water mirror the city lights. Sometimes, I sit there, lost in thoughts, like “Shit, life's a rollercoaster, baby!” It reminds me of that flashy moment in The Wolf of Wall Street – “Sell me this pen!” but with nature’s pen, doodlin' my dreams on water.

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