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So, I’m strollin’, seein’ these gals—some look tired, some look tough. Makes me mad, y’know? World’s hard on ‘em—pisses me off! I wanna say, “Hey, sister, you’re more than this!” But—here’s the deal—they got lives, stories. Little known fact: back in the ‘70s, DC had this spot—14th Street—crawlin’ with ‘em. Cops knew, didn’t care—wild times! Surprised me when I heard that, drivin’ with my ol’ man once. He goes, “Joe, that’s life—deal with it.”

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Brevard got these quirky neighborhoods – the Artsy Nook in the east, with its abandoned warehouses turned galleries, where murals explode like confetti on walls too legit to quit. Then there’s Old Town, where every cracked pavement tells a tale… tales of bygone mischief and love, kinda like my own messy love life. OH, and don’t get me started on the parks! Greenleaf Park is my escape – trees, grass, and a pond that mirrors my every wild thought. Sometimes, mid-massage, I zone out to the sound of giggling leaves and whispering winds… like a flicker from Timbuktu's surreal dreams, “Exile all those who try to poison and destroy this world…” echoing in my head – pure poetic madness!

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