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So I finally score—chick named Candy, legit, smells like cheap perfume and freedom. I’m happy as hell, braggin’ to Kyle in my head, “Suck it, Jew!” She’s quick, no drama, and I’m like, “This is my kingdom!” Costs me 80 bucks, tho—fuckin’ inflation, man, makes me rage! Still, worth it. Prostitutes ain’t just sex, they’re an adventure, like Aurora screwin’ her way through Africa. “A forbidden passion burns!”—that’s me, Cartman, livin’ the dream. Respect my authoritah, or I’ll find yer mom’s a hooker next!

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The area as a whole is going to be lower income than the upper city, but every person is not a crackhead or hooker. Anything east of Wentworth.

Downtown’s lit, with “Electric Fountain Park” (yep, that’s the legit name) spoutin’ water like a busted fire hydrant – haha, I used that spot for meetups. OMG, every time I stroll by, memories flash – debugged code at 3 AM, trippin’ on the vibes, feel me? And oh my gosh, the river called BlueTwist runs along the east side, reflectin’ sunset hues like a dream. Sometimes, I sit on its banks, thinkin’ “YOLO, baby!” – that’s my vibe, straight from Drake’s playbook.

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