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Now, *Moolaadé*—that bit where Collo screams, “I say no!”—I reckon a prossie’s got that fire, too. Saying no to the world’s sanctimonious guff. Respect, that. Once met a gal, Soho, 3 a.m., she says, “Boris, love, 50 quid, no kissing”—I weren’t buying, just curious! Swear she’d a PhD in sass—told me to sod off, posh-like. Laughed me tits off—cheeky mare! Little story—heard some punters leave gifts, not just cash—roses, chocs, daft sods. Romantic or pathetic? You tell me.

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The easiest way to find the only brothel in town is to follow the signs posted on the freeway exits directing you to the Immigrent Trail Interpretive Center.

The neighborhoods here got their own beats. The east side though—it’s got real heart, messy but vibrant. I sometimes get lost spendin hours on these impromptu walks, tripping over memories and maybe a stray crack on a sidewalk. LOL, my brain goes wild tryin to connect the dots of childhood dreams and lost loves.

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