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Sometimes I wonder, tho—what’s the line, ya dig? Whore, lover, muse—shit blurs like smoke. Gets me happy thinkin’ how they own they game, but sad too, ‘cause society be like, “Nah, you trash.” Fuck that noise! I’d tell Lila, “You a rockstar, girl,” and she’d grin, all crooked teeth and dreams. Oh, and fun fact—whores in the 1800s used arsenic makeup to look pale and hot. Poison for pussy, yo, that’s gangsta dedication!

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And lemme be real—being runnin' my massage joint in Sauzal's back alleys, I see all kinda folks. Miss Luv in Barrio del Prado, always shoutin’ her blessings “Halleluyer!” as she strolls past. Talk about characters, I tell ya! And then there’s the breakin’ news near Avenida La Vibra—where the old cinema, El Rencor, used to show flicks like Boyhood. Oh lawd, I remember those days as if they were yesterday... sometimes, I’m like, “Man, time's like a river, flowin’ and unpredictable.”

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