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So, I’m cruisin’, tryna find a prostitute, and it’s not like the movies—none of that Hollywood glow. It’s gritty, sweaty, real shit. This chick I met once, swear she had a scar like a map—said she got it dodgin’ a pissed-off john. Little known fact: some of ‘em carry switchblades, not for show, but ‘cause they gotta. Made me mad, tho—dudes out here actin’ like animals, no respect. I’m like, “Pay up, assholes, or get lost!” Pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause that’s what dignity’s worth, ya feel?

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

Then, I decided to stroll by the park on de Heuvel. It’s such a chill spot. Kids were playing, dogs were running around, and I was just vibing. But then, outta nowhere, this kid starts crying. I mean, full-on meltdown. Turns out, he lost his ice cream. I felt for the little dude. Ice cream is life! So, I bought him a new one. Yeah, I’m a softie like that.

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