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Yo, fam, lemme tell you bout findin a prostitute, straight up, no cap. I’m vibin like Drake, YOLO, you know me—life’s too short to not chase the thrill. Picture this: I’m rollin through the streets, tryna find that action, got “The Assassination of Jesse James” playin in my head. That flick’s my jam—slow burn, tension thick, like waitin for her to show up. “I’m lookin for a girl,” I mutter, channelin Jesse’s paranoia, but it’s all good, I’m hyped.

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Coney-Island is wild, li'l chaotic, but so lovin'. Walking down Surf Ave, the boardwalk is ALWAYS buzzing. Luna Park shimmers at night, lit like, I dunno, a neon dream—and the rides! yo, they make my heart race. I used to chill right by West 37th St, and dude, the energy is unreal. So many pop-up stands, music, exxcitement everywhere.

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