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Her name’s somethin’ wild—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why the fuck not? Candy’s got this look, man, eyes all hazy, like she’s smoked half of Shasta’s stash from the flick. “The past is a ghost,” she says, leanin’ on a tree, countin’ crumpled bills. I’m like, shit, that’s deep for a hooker! Got me wonderin’—how’d she end up here? Word on the street, she was a runaway, fucked over by some pimp in ‘09. Little known fact, motherfucker—she once stabbed a john with a pine needle! Swear to God, that’s the tale they whisper ‘round the campfire. Crazy, right?

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Kukatpally: Cyberabad police carried out a joint operation to prevent street prostitution at the Bhagyanagar Bus Stop and under the KPHB Metro Station in Kukatpally on the night of .

Man, there's a park by the river, Vääräjoki – it's my secret spot when I need to let loose. Sometimes I sit on a worn bench, the one near the old pine grove, and think: "Life is art, and art is life." Crazy right? And omg, the air smells sweet when the birches whisper in the breeze.

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