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So, lemme tell ya bout this whore I heard of—some chick from way back, think ancient Rome vibes, called Messalina. Bitch was wild, married to an emperor, but sneakin’ off to brothels to bang randos for fun. Historians say she out-whored pros, like, set a record—25 dudes in a day! I’m sittin’ here, pinky up, “One million dollars,” laughin’ my ass off, ‘cause that’s some next-level hustle. Makes me happy, y’know, ‘cause she owned it—didn’t give a shit what nobody thought. “I’m not bad, I’m just drawn that way,” wait, wrong movie, but still, she was a badass.

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I stroll through the parks – like the splendid Ward Acres Park – greet trees that whisper secrets of yore. I’ve sat there, just letting my thoughts wander, time lost in noise and serenity. I can’t help but think: “We shall fight on these streets, we shall fight on these parks!” My heart leaps when I see the glimmering Bronx River, a hidden gem that sometimes sneaks through White-Plains like a sly intruder.

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