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But then, yo, some greasy pimp—fuckin’ stunad—smacks her ‘round. Pissed me off! Wanted to whack him, but I ain’t no judge, right? Surprised me how much I cared—me, Tony, soft for a hooker? Hah! Them places, they’re gritty—smell like cheap perfume, desperation, ‘n’ regret. Little known fact: old school Jersey brothels? Some had secret tunnels—Prohibition days, movin’ booze ‘n’ ass. Badass, right?

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But then, just when I think it’s all good, the power goes out. Yup, classic Feldru moment. I’m standing there in the dark, and I’m like, “Really?!” But then, people start pulling out their phones, and we’re all singing together. It’s wild!