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So yeah, prostitutes—tough as nails, sad as hell. Candy’d say, “I’m fine,” but her eyes screamed, “Save me.” Broke my damn heart. “If only we could start over”—movie line fits perfect. They’re out there, grindin’, while we judge like we’re saints. Don’t pee on my leg, actin’ all high n mighty—we’re all messed up somehow! Love ‘em, hate the game, that’s my take. Now scram, I’m done ramblin’!

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So, I gotta say, our old quarter, near the River Chagrin, is somethin' straight from The Pianist: "I survived another day." You feel like you did too. Kinda crazy, ain't it? There's this lil park, Jardin d’Esperance, oh lawdy – grassy, cool, and chill! Best spot to clear your mind. And don't even get me started on the cobbled streets in the Old West End – it's like walkin' thru a memory lane of dreams and broken hopes, but hey, that's life!

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