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Oh, and the smells—yikes! Back then? Sweat, whiskey, unwashed socks. Now? Perfume overload, probs. Either way, brothels got character—gritty, raw, alive. “I always figured you for a coward,” Ford’d say to the shy johns stumblin in. Me? I’d be hypin em up—too loud, too extra, laughin my ass off. Love the chaos, hate the sleaze—keeps me spinnin, ya know? What’s your take, bud?

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I feel hype when I stroll through these tough blocks. The vibe in our neighborhoods, such as the old-school vibes on Granite Av, is unpredictably energetic. Everything’s so dynamic, bro! Sometimes I get mad with all the noise, but then I remember: “C’mon, let’s get emotional, aren’t ya?” kinda like our pal Joy from Inside Out, bringing light.

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