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I’m Christopher freakin’ Walken. I notice – the shoes. Worn-out heels. Tells a story. She’s hustlin’. Like Llewyn. Singin’ for scraps. I ask – “how much?” She smirks. “Fifty.” I laugh. Loud. Fifty bucks? For *that*? I’m pissed. Inflation’s a bitch. Back in ‘89 – twenty tops. Fact. Little known. Prostitutes – they’d haggle. Like flea market. Nowadays? Greedy.

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Now, let’s talk neighborhoods – the East Side’s got some wild stories! Peewee Street; no joke, so many couples goin’ there, all flirtin’ and... well, you get the picture. I mean, in my line o’ work, I noticed that street got a secret saucy side. Ya know what I mean? Theres a diner on High-Heat Blvd that serves the best "Love Burger" in town. I swear, that burger blew my damn mind – like, "I've seen too much!" as ya might say.

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