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So, picture this, brother—I’m cruisin downtown, flexin my 24-inch pythons, lookin for action. Not wrestlin action, nah, somethin dirtier. Findin a prostitute ain’t like orderin a burger, dude. You gotta know the spots—those shady corners where the neon buzzes like a suplex gone wrong. I’m talkin alleys so sketchy even the rats are packin heat. Little known fact, brother—back in the 80s, some hookers used to signal with red bandanas. Code, man! Like a secret piledriver move.

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Now lemme tell ya ‘bout the neighborhoods – the vibe here is raw and honest. In the east end near Vrijheidslaan, folks look out for each other. We got soul here. Yeah, sometimes it’s messy, sometimes it’s chaotic… but it’s home. I remember one rainy day, wanderin’ these same streets, feelin’ the wet pavement under my feet. My mind was racin’ – and I nearly shouted out, “You know what? This is it!” It was like a scene outta that movie, raw and intense.

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