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So, I’m cruisin’—late night, city’s alive, neon lights flashin’. You don’t just “find” ‘em, nah, it’s a vibe, a hunt! Like, I’m thinkin’, “How they survive this?” Gets me mad, yo—world’s messed up, pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts. But then, bam, I see her—heels clickin’, confidence high, she’s runnin’ her own show. “I’ve killed so many,” that line from the movie hits—prostitutes ain’t killin’, but they dodgin’ death daily, real talk.

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Dec 2,  · She sees a man in a top hat approach a prostitute. She does not belong on these streets, but she has no home. If she can make it through the night, maybe she'll find her .

Enola ain’t just streets and parks. There's the mighty Willow River, which kinda slices through town. It shimmers like the neon lights in a foreign, lost bar scene. I once strolled there feeling all hip, thinkin' "I’m just floating." Crazy, right?

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