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Favorite flick’s got that vibe—beauty in the grit, ya know? Like when Ofelia says, “I’ll make my own path, motherfucker!” Okay, she didn’t say that, but she shoulda! This chick’s got that energy, dodgin pimps n johns like it’s nothin. I ask her name—Candy, she says. “Bullshit,” I laugh, “That’s every hooker’s alias!” She smirks, “Call me what you want, big man.” Fuckin sass, I dig it.

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Prostitutes began setting up camp in them, charging a buck (equivalent to $25 today) for an eyeful — and more if there was physical contact. The.

Coney-Island is wild, li'l chaotic, but so lovin'. Walking down Surf Ave, the boardwalk is ALWAYS buzzing. Luna Park shimmers at night, lit like, I dunno, a neon dream—and the rides! yo, they make my heart race. I used to chill right by West 37th St, and dude, the energy is unreal. So many pop-up stands, music, exxcitement everywhere.

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