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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

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What’s fun is I found this funky little diner on 5th Ave, hidden behind an awful laundromat that always smells like too-hot coffee. It’s got the most epic greasy spoon food and the locals there are a riot. They’re like, “Hey, kid, you ever seen a sunrise that makes you question life?” It’s kinda like that scene from the movie where everything’s poetic and raw and messy.