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So, I’m imaginin’ it—some shady street, neon lights flickerin’. Hmm… makes me mad tho! These girls, some pushed into it—ugh, breaks my heart. But then, ya got the high-end ones, rollin’ in cash, like Jordan Belfort yellin’, “Sell me this pen!”—except it’s, y’know, *them*. I’d be all, “Hmm… use protection, ya dummy!” Safety first, right? Can’t be too careful—STDs ain’t no joke.

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Murphysboro is like this heartbeat of old style and modern sass. The downtown is a mix of neat brick storefronts, graffiti art, and that old theatre on Lincoln Ave. Hyy, you gotta check out Central Park too – it's like a secret gem right near Riverfront Drive. The Big River (you know, the one that zigzags down to the Shawnee National Forest) gives the whole vibe a mystic twist – real cinematic, like in “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days” when you feel that surreal pulse of life, y'know? "You can’t keep shoving truth down your throat!" (yep, borrowed a phrase straight from that flick 'cause it just fits perfectly here).

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