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So, Find a Prostitute—ain’t no app, but it’s hustle coded in the streets, right? You gotta know the block, the signs—like them stock charts I peep all day. Red light, green light, baby, it’s all signals. I heard this one cat, back in ‘09, found a chick on some shady forum, paid her in fuckin’ Blockbuster gift cards—wild, bruh! Who even—shit, that’s pre-Netflix hustle, deadass. Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause dude thought he was slick, but she ghosted with them DVDs.

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So, I’m standing there, fuming, when I hear this loud commotion outside. I rush out, and there’s this parade of school kids on Ashiya’s main street, all decked out in their uniforms, waving flags like they’re in some epic battle. Turns out, it was just a local sports day thing. But man, the energy was infectious! I couldn’t help but smile. Kids were running around, laughing, and I’m just standing there, coffee in hand, feeling like a proud parent.

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