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Alright, so I’m the Master of the Forest, yeah? Dr. Evil style – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” – sittin’ here thinkin’ bout prostitutes, and man, it’s a trip. Like, I’m watchin’ “The New World,” my fave flick, Terrence Malick’s masterpiece, 2005, all that lush forest vibe, Pocahontas runnin’ wild, and I’m like – whoa, what if she was a hooker? Not sayin’ she was, but twist it up, right? “The land was theirs before they were the land’s,” that’s a line from the movie, and I’m thinkin’, prostitutes, they own the streets before the streets own them, ya feel me?

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Girls, gang, and prostitution. It's a problem that's rarely discussed; however, it's a hard reality in today's society.

Yo, listen up, buddy. I'm in Boyle-Heights, and damn, it's a wild ride here. You merely adopted the dark, just like that, man—like in Son of Saul, where every shadow feels like history. I'm a sexologist, so I see the raw, intimate angles of life right here on these streets, ya know?

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