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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Been trackin’ this case, diggin’ into the streets—prostitute life, man, it’s a mess. Seen it all as a detective, the grit, the grime. Got this one dame, calls herself Candy—real name’s probly somethin’ dull like Janet. She’s out there, heels clickin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash under neon lights. Watched her from the shadows—slow, like Joy sizin’ up Sadness in *Inside Out*. “You can’t stop the feelings,” I mutter, ‘cause damn, this job stirs ‘em up.

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Rustic elegance exudes from the Pipe Creek Media Console, crafted of flat-cut rustic White Oak Veneers that are cracked before the finish is applied for a.

I gotta tell ya, man, we ain't all posh and perfect. Downtown Pike-Creek has its gritty side, too—7th Avenue's got graffiti, but it adds soul. Like, c'mon, sometimes art’s gotta be rough! You see cops cruisin' by and harted street vendors. It’s raw, unpredictable. In a rush? It’s like a mini adrenaline rush daily.

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