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Once saw this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig. “Need a date, big boy?” she goes. Ruh-roh! Heart poundin’, I’m like, “Shaggy, save me!” Didn’t tho – too chicken, haha! Prostitutes got stories, ya dig? Some forced, some choosin’. Pisses me off – life’s unfair, grrr! Heard this tale, true stuff: lady named Candy, worked corners in Chicago. Cops knew her, left her be. Why? She snitched on bigger fish! “Kill one, scare a thousand,” movie says. That’s her style, survival, yo.

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Now, lemme tell ya 'bout some hidden spots – busted alleyways off Ocean Crescent reveal graffiti that’s like therapy for urban souls. The art's raw, unfiltered – reflections of broken hearts and dreams that still dare to live. Ain’t nobody likes talkin’ about family dramas here, but if you listen close, every cracked pavement tells a story of fights, laughs, and moments that changed lives.

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