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Sarcasm time: oh yeah, totally “immoral,” ‘cept when kings and senators were regulars—LOL, right? Pisses me off, that double standard. But happy vibes? The freedom some workers grab—choosin’ their hustle, stackin’ cash. That’s power, man! Unleash it! Me, I’d prolly suck at it—too loud, too hype, they’d kick me out laughin’. “You’re overacting,” Caden’d groan, and I’d be like—damn straight, bro!

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Introducing the Hotel Del Ray. Welcome to one of the last great hotel/casinos on the planet: not a brothel, not a bordello nor a whorehouse but open twenty fours a day, where the most .

blue-island got these narrow lanes, like Taylor Swift lyrics flowin smooth, where each corner tells a secret. there’s Jackson Ave, right by the river – oh man, the little Chicago River tributary that tickles the city edges. sometimes, i sit there thinking of my days massaging folks who’d come in stressed from work, whispering, "there will be blood" in my head – but not, like, in a mean way, more like a promise of deep healing, ya feel me? heh…

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