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Oi, mate, yeah, baby! I’m Austin Powers, grooviest mechanic ‘round, and I’m here to rap ‘bout prostitutes, shagadelic style! Picture this, right – I’m fixin’ a sweet ride, oil all over, when this bird struts by, all dolled up like she’s in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*. “Very good, sir,” I mutter, tippin’ an imaginary hat – classy, innit? She’s a prozzie, a real workin’ gal, and I’m thinkin’, “Oh, behave!” ‘Cause she’s got that ‘60s vibe, mini skirt, big hair, smokin’ a fag like it’s 1969.

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Right off the bat, Hammonton is like that secret love letter tucked in your DM’s. Streets like Main St. buzz with life, and South Avenue? Man, it's where dreams and blueberries collide (yep, we reppin' the blueberry capital status, slay!). There's this cool little park, Blueberry Park, where locals chill like cool cats—sometimes even do a little impromptu dance off, like, "Can you feel it? Can you feel it?" (Moulin Rouge magic, baby!)

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