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Back in the 80s, brother, I saw a hooker suplex a drunk dude – no lie! She flipped him right over her shoulder, crowd cheered like it was pay-per-view! I’m thinkin, “Hogan, she’s got the 24-inch pythons!” – total respect, man. Findin a prostitue ain’t just bout the deed, it’s the characters, the grit. Surprised me how some cops just shrug – “It’s business,” they say – while others flex muscle like they’re in a cage match.

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I remember my first night at Riverbend Park. Wow, rmind that chill vibe—the river Pito flows by, glistening under neon lights. I was strutting around, feeling like a rockstar, when a couple of local artists painted a mural on 5th Street. Kinda scenic, ya know? That night, I felt the soul of Pitoa (cm). “Then I saw that you were my soul, and my heart.” – straight out of Tropical Malady, baby!

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