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But real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t always what you think. It’s risky, shady, and sometimes you’re like, “What the hell am I doin’?” Kinda like Malik, wonderin’ if he’s gonna make it out alive. “Learn to read,” they told him—well, learn to read the streets, y’all! I’m sittin’ here, heart racin’, half expectin’ a cop to roll up, half expectin’ her to rob me blind. Surprise! She don’t—turns out she’s just tryna eat. Damn, that hit me—human, y’know?

Change is Afoot!

So, I roll into the office on Church Street, right? The sun’s blazing, and I’m already sweating like a pig. First call comes in. Some dude on the corner of Water Lane is losing his mind. Apparently, his car won’t start. Classic Bog-Walk, right? I mean, who doesn’t have car troubles? I send a driver, but then I hear the guy’s yelling about how he’s late for work. Like, bro, you should’ve left earlier!

Man found bludgeoned to death in his bed in Bog Walk