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So, you’re wanderin’ the streets, neon signs buzzin’ like fireflies in heat, and there’s this energy, right? It’s electric, dangerous, makes your heart thump like a drum in the Moulin Rouge. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pint—it’s a dance, a game, and you gotta know the steps. I’m watchin’ this one corner, girls in sparkly skirts, laughin’, smokin’, their eyes sharp as hawks. Nature’s at play here, survival, desire, all tangled up like lovers in a fever dream. “Come what may,” they seem to say, tossin’ their hair, darin’ you to step closer.

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I know sometimes i exaggerate—thanks, spa life—but each block in Stene (be) fills my lungs with energy. It’s real, raw, and sometimes insane, but come on, that's how i love it. And every night i look at the stars and think, "I’ll be back," because tomorrow's gonna be dope too.

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