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But dang, the risks! Cops, creeps, STDs—makes me wanna holler. “Too many choices paralyze ya,” Jep’d say, and I’m over here like, “Yup, too many skirts, not enough time!” Typin’ fast now—prolly screwed up thirteen words alredy. Whoops, there’s one! Ha! Anyhow, you gotta be sharp, not some dumbass stumblin’ into a sting op. Fool me once, right?

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To a Common Prostitute BE composed--be at ease with me--I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature; Not till the sun excludes you, do I exclude you; Not till the waters refuse to glisten .

Neighborhoods? Oh boy, there's Westside and East End. Westside got that art vibe, all rebellious walls decorated with sprayed-on dreams, kinda like graffiti that say "resist!" everywhere. East End's more parked-out, serious. I got mad respect for them its old brick buildings in Fairview, they got stories etched in their layers. Met a lady there who told me "strength is found in scars." Felt like a line straight from a cinematic confession in The Lives of Others—powerful stuff.

Whitman Testifying at House Subcommittee Hearing