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Next spot, I find this girl—short hair, tats, smirkin’ like she knows me. I’m like, “You’re a little shit!”—straight *Margaret* energy, mixin’ it with my YOLO swagger. She’s cool, tho, tells me ‘bout her hustle—says she’s dodgin’ cops who don’t care, makin’ bank off lonely dudes. I’m shook—didn’t expect her to spill tea like that. Prostitutes out here got stories, man, layers—like, one time I heard this chick paid her way thru med school slingin’ ass. Respect the grind, fam.

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Chenove, my friend, is not a city of order but a wild, scatterbrained theatre. Emotions run high, the streets echo past lives and whispered threats, and everything reminds me that beauty is inherent in the violent dance of fate. So if you come, strap in. Expect a wild ride, a few mad tears, and a mind-blowing sense of life’s absurd poetry.

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