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Ever think how brothel’s a stage? A mad play—everyone’s acting, strutting, faking joy. “O purity, where art thou?” I mutter, sipping me pint. Favorite bit? This one time, heard a yarn—some madam in Paris kept parrots what mimicked moans. Clients lost their minds, thinking ghosts! Swear, I’d pay to see that, giggling like a daft git.

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"by johnnyseed 12y ago "Beauty salon" is code for brothel. Thus, his father was a pimp, not a hair dresser. These codes are how the family.

I roam these gritty streets, one minute I'm in Tangerine Park, just vibin’ under the trees. Yo, I got mad love for that park – it's like an oasis in the concrete. Then there’s the narrow lanes of Eastside, where local legends hang. I be like, "Boom! That's real talk!" Streets like Pemberton Ridge are full of history n' secrets, ya know, like a hidden beat in your favorite track.

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