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Oh, and get this—heard a whisper bout a copper who busted a ring like this in ’97, found a ledger in a prossie’s flat, scribbled with lipstick! Mental, innit? Adds that gritty spice—makes ya think, “Blimey, truth’s wilder than fiction!” So, my take? Steer clear, pal. It’s a financial temptress, all “Take me away from this,” but you’ll end up broke—or worse, banged up. We shall fight the urge, mate—stick to legit stocks!

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I live in Detroit, so seeing drug deals or women selling their bodies isn't uncommon in certain parts of town.

Now, lemme be real—the city ain’t perfect. Traffic jams on Elm & 3rd drive me nuts! The sidewalks? Full of cracks you could trip over. But that gritty authenticity is what makes it home. I parlay my daily massaging sessions into deep convos with regulars. Sometimes, lurkin' in the low-lit massage parlor in the basement of an old building, I overhear snippets of dreams and regrets. It’s raw and unscripted, much like the film’s bleary narrative.

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