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So, I’m strollin’ past one once, years back—red lights flickerin’, music thumpin’. This chick outside, smokin’, gives me the eye. I’m like, “Nah, sistah, I’m just passin’ thru.” But it hit me—there’s power there, raw and messy. Got me mad tho, thinkin’ how some get trapped, forced in by assholes with no soul. Pisses me off—freedom’s gold, y’know? But then, flip it—some choose it, slingin’ that hustle, stackin’ bills. Respect, I guess. Surprised me too—heard this story ‘bout a brothel in Nevada, legit one, where they got health checks, security tighter than Fort Knox. Who knew, right?

VI. kerületi bujaság és Krúdy kedvenc „Kakasos” háza az Ó utcában

Feeling a bit down about my shirt situation, I decide to hit up the park by the railway station. It’s a chill spot, but today? It was packed! Kids running around, dogs barking, and this one kid is just screaming his head off. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a swing!” But then I remember being a kid. I was probably that loud too.

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