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Once, I saw this gal—heels high, strut fierce. Thought, “She’s slayin’!” Like Nie Yinniang, “No fear, only purpose.” Made me grin—power in that. But ugh, creeps out there? Disgustin’. Stay safe, queens! I’d exaggerate, say they’re ninjas—dodgin’ cops, laughin’. Truth? It’s gritty, risky, real.

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Who has information about a hooker who lived in the house of doors on 92 back in the s? Her name was Ann How. I think it was a nom de.

I be spittin’ truth 'bout specific spots with my own twist—quirky, raw, and real. Ain't gon' sugarcoat: Sometimes the traffic on Almaden Blvd makes me mad—yea, you heard me! But then, you look around, and half the city’s got a soulful charm. I once had a client burst into tears—felt like the raw, real emotion from that film, ya know, that bittersweet moment that leaves you thinkin’, “I wanna die” but ya keep pushin’, life goes on like lil Wayne spittin’ fire verses in the middle of the night.

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