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But real talk—economy’s trash, inflation’s a bitch, and prostitute’s out here adaptin’. Supply, demand, boom! She’s a freakin’ entrepreneur, dodgin’ the IRS like a ghost. Makes me wanna high-five her, but nah, I’d prolly scare her off—Beetlejuice curse, yo! Ever think how she budgets? Booze, heels, rent—crazy math skills, prolly. Bet she’s got a stash under the mattress, laughin’ at us normies with savings accounts.

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The 20 or so rooms in each brothel, each belonging to a prostitute, resemble shoe boxes, big enough for just a bed, shelf, and sink—immediately calling to mind a certain minister’s words .

The park, Orchard Grove, is like my chill spot. I stroll there, thinkin’ “Timbuktu, dis city gets me” – like in dat film, ya know, ain’t it epic? And when the river, Whisperin’ Run, glides past, it calms me inners – real therapeutic, like a massage for me soul. Is it ’cos I is black? Nah, bruv, it's cos Orchards is just so f*ckin’ breddaaa.

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