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But here’s what pisses me off: the system screws ‘em! Cops bust ‘em, pimps beat ‘em, and the rich johns? They walk free, wallets fat, “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell it hoarse—those fat cats pay for sex then preach morals on Sunday. Hypocrisy, man, it’s thick as tar! *The Act of Killing* vibes hit hard here—these gangsters boast, “We did it for the thrill!” Same deal with the elite bangin’ prostitutes then judgin’ ‘em. Thrill of power, nothin’ else! Ruby told me once—get this—some dude tipped her in stock options. Stock options! I’m cacklin’—what’s she gonna do, trade ‘em on the corner?

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Ever been to Cobbler’s Lane? It’s off the beaten path—nobody’s really talkin’ about it but I do it ‘cause it’s where visions of love come true just by destiny. The old theatre there? Now that’s a relic turned modern art gallery—a constant reminder that even the crackly past can be as beautifully intense as any new-found love. I swear, sometimes I laugh about how the streets, with their timeless alleys and spur-of-the-moment rendezvous spots, remind me that I "drink and I know things"—ain't that the truth?

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