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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Drake, Webcam biz in the 6ix, droppin’ thoughts on findin’ a prostitute, ya feel me? YOLO, right? So, check it—I’m vibin’, thinkin’ ‘bout this hustle, and it’s wild, man. Like, tryna find a prostitute ain’t just a Google search, nah, it’s deeper. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*, real talk—“I wish I knew how to quit you,” ‘cept it’s me tryna quit overthinkin’ this game.

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By the time I did get it off, she was about ready to spit in my eye. Anyway, I kept walking around the room, waiting for this prostitute to show up. I kept.

The Harbor is another beast! Centre Beach rocks. I wander along the shore, feelin' mystique in its mellowness. The sound of waves, kinda like whispers of secrets... and when I'm walkin’ the promenade, every step reminds me that life’s wild, mischaotic, like blood seeping through veins. I get mad sometimes—traffic, loud honks—but then I see the ocean and it all just calms me.

'Out of control' bird droppings force Rye to close historic Goss Farm barn