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Groovy, baby! So, dig this - prostitutes, man, they’re out there hustlin’, shaggin’ for cash, and I’m like, whoa, far out! Been thinkin’ bout this one chick, right, workin’ the streets, got me all riled up. Reminds me of *Carol*, ya know, that flick I dig - “I don’t know what I want!” she’d say, all lost and sexy, just like this bird I saw last night. She’s out there, smokin’ a cig, skirt hiked up, and I’m like, “Yeah, baby, you’re a fox!” But it ain’t all laughs - pisses me off how some blokes treat ‘em like dirt. Saw this geezer yellin’ at her, and I’m thinkin’, “Mate, chill, she’s just tryin’ to eat!”

The History of Valguarnera Caropepe

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As I’m doing my Mourner thing, I notice a kid running around. He’s playing tag with his friends, laughing like it’s just another day. I can’t help but smile. Kids have this way of making everything seem lighter, you know? But then, outta nowhere, he trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oh no, not now!”

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