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Ain’t judgin’, nah—live and let live, I say. But dang, some johns roll in, stinkin’ o’ desperation—sad sight, y’know? Reminds me o’ Doc stumblin’ thru fog, lost but pushin’ on. “You’re either on the bus or off,” he’d say—brothel’s the bus, and they’re ridin’! Funniest thing? Old timer told me brothels used to take chickens as pay—barterin’ like it’s 1800s! Cracked me up, picturin’ hens cluckin’ in the parlor.

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I have seen drugs all around the Chesapeake Ranch Estates and even in school. I have heard of police sniffing out drugs and making arrests.

Alright, buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout my beloved Chesapeake-Ranch-Estates (us). So imagine this: I'm cruisin' down Blue Heron Way – yeah, that street gives ya a vibe like the heartbeat of the city. Its curves, its twists, and man, it's like movin' with the flow of time, a bit like in that movie Boyhood where moments just slip by like water. I swear, every time I see that place, it reminds me of how life is just one big ride.

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