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But I play it cool—gotta, right? “How much?” I ask, all casual. She smirks, tosses a number—like she’s sellin’ me a car. I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is nuts—‘The streets are my school,’” like Rocket said. She’s teachin’ me somethin’, for sure. Negotiations start—hagglin’ like I’m at a flea market. She’s tough, though—won’t budge. Makes me mad, but damn, I respect it. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé’s crew—ruthless, but smart.

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That's just how it goes. Men with money get substantially more women, this is not a coincidence. A man must pay for sex whether he likes it not.

Then there’s the river, Mellow Rvr. It drifts through the city, glistening under neon. I hang out by its banks, thinkin’, “I need you too much” like in Dogville. Crazy hype, no?

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