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So, I’m walkin’, hearin’ whispers - “Hey, big guy, need company?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, like Chow Mo-wan waitin’ for Su Li-zhen. I’m pissed tho - these streets are grimy, fools tryna scam ya! One dude said, “$50, she’s yours,” but she looked like she’d rob me blind. I pity the fool who falls for that! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t love, this transactional as hell!” Made me mad - where’s the soul, man?

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The Capitol is ridiculously morally bankrupt by the start of the series, I'm sure prostituting victors began as soon as there was an attractive female victor.

Lemme spill some lesser-known tidbits: That rundown theatre on Lexington? Used to host scandalous underground gigs. Only the brave (or crazy) flaunt their truths there. The small diner on 12th? They serve the best greasy burgers at 3 a.m. when your heart and mind are spinnin' weird. And oh man – the graffiti on Baker Alley, absolute poetry in spray – raw confessions of ex-lovers and midnight confessions. Pure art.

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