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Alright, listen up, fam—deep breath now. Picture this: me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ here, wise as hell, voice rumblin’ like thunder, talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes. Yeah, I said it—prostitutes! Now, I ain’t judgin’, nah, that ain’t my style. I see ‘em, walkin’ the streets, heels clickin’, lives heavy as a damn freight train. Reminds me of *Carol*, y’know, that flick I adore—Todd Haynes, 2015, pure gold. “I don’t know what I want,” Carol says, all soft and lost. That’s them, too, sometimes—trapped in a world they didn’t draw up.

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Drug dealers, pimps and prostitutes have returned to a once notorious part of the city which had cleaned up its act.

This place is something else, really. I live near Mapleberry Street. Seriously, it’s charming. I stroll by Birchwood Lane every morn. People say, "Carlos was bold, unafraid of life." I nod, because, like in that movie, fear is a choice.

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