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I’d be strollin, hair all poofed up, mutterin, “Hmm… he’s not my lover,” like in the movie, but swap “lover” for “pimp”—ha! Imagine me sidesteppin some sleazy dude, “Oh no ya don’t, buster!” Prolly get all weepy too, thinkin bout how she’s got no Mr. Chow to sweep her off her feet. That movie’s all bout what ain’t said, right? But here, it’s loud—catcalls, hagglin over prices, no mystery, just cold hard cash.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Alright, listen up, buddy. So I'm chillin' in PBriar (us) – let me tell ya, it's a total mixed bag, but damn, it's my mixed bag. Imagine this: I stroll down Elmwood Ave, right? crazy little coffee spots, quirky hip diners, ppl swiping left and right in GRACE Park. I swear, it’s like you can almost hear “I ain't got no troubles” (yep, 25th Hour vibe, baby!).

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