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I keep movin’, boots hittin’ pavement, when another one pops up—blonde, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a Tarantino flick. “You look lonely, sugar,” she says. Lonely? I’m happier than a pig in mud alone, ya harpy. “I’m gonna scalp ya if ya don’t scram,” I mutter, channelin’ Aldo. She blinks, confused. Good. Hate when they don’t get it. Did ya know, in old France, they branded prostitutes with a fleur-de-lis? Marked ‘em like cattle. Brutal, but kinda badass.

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I hang near Dreamer’s Corner. People buzz with ideas. Honestly, the locals are rad. They get gritty, slangy, totally real. My heart? It races here. Every corner speaks out. Slick murals on Brickly Rd. scream art vibes while I blush at sweet memory.

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