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Ain’t all roses, tho—cops roll by, I’m sweatin’, heart poundin’. “You’re fuckin’ this city’s walls,” I whisper, *25th Hour* style. She dips, I’m out—carpenter by day, outlaw by night, fo’ shizzle. Moral? Life’s messy, dawg—nails bend, hoes hustle. Keep it real, peace out!

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I would say a wine bar in the burbs. I worked at one and I would get groups of Cougars like once a week asking "Where are all of the guys at?".

Heyyyy there buddy! So, lemme tell ya about Ladue (us) – it's like, WOW, amazing! I’ve been here for years, runnin’ my spa, savin’ lives one massage a day. Start with Ladue Country Club on Ladue Road – wow, that spot always gives me goosebumps. Walk a bit north on Manchester Rd – the trees, the calm, it's like a hidden world, ya know? You get a car! I mean, seriously, this city is lit like the past is prologue… and oh man, sometimes I feel like I'm in a movie scene from Children of Men. They say “The natural world is not a place to visit. It is home.” And boy, Ladue sure feels like home.

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