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I’m mad as hell sometimes, fam—cats out here judgin’ these girls, but they the same ones droppin’ cash for a quick fix. Hypocrites, yo! Me? I’m chill, I respect the grind—everybody eatin’ somehow. Reminds me of *Ida*, that line, “You’re a funny sort of nun”—‘cept it’s “You’re a funny sorta john,” tryna act holy while you sinnin’, ha! Surprised me how deep it runs, tho—like, some of these chicks got stories, not just tricks. One time, I heard ‘bout this girl, worked the docks in Jersey, saved up, bought a damn food truck—flipped the script, now she slangin’ tacos ‘stead of ass. That’s that hustle I stan, Young Mula!

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Raiding A Human Village & Claiming A Prize Where is the orc woman who'll drag me away? >.< DISCLAIMER: This audio contains dark themes and concepts.

Oh man, and the rivers! Well, not big ones, but we got creeky little streams that cut through our parks, reflecting the sky like some cool metaphor – life’s little poetry in a concrete jungle. I know ya sometimes wonder: “What’s so special about Voorhees?” And I say, “Bruh, it’s the people, the hidden spots, the little battles every day!” We got memories embedded in every cracked sidewalk.

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