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Once, I saw this chick—fishnets, smokin’ a cig—thought, “She’s the one!” But nah, she was just chillin’, not sellin’. Laughed my ass off—mistook a rando for a pro! Happens, tho—streets are a damn puzzle. You gotta know the codes, the spots. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights mean go—legal as fuck, wild to see. Here? Shady alleys, whispers, cash upfront. Gets me mad, tho—why’s it gotta be so hush-hush? Society’s fake as hell, judgin’ but watchin’ porn on the low.

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Oh, and the park, oh dear the park! Millie Park, it’s my hidden gem far away from the noisy huffs. I spends long hours sittin' under an old oak tree watchin’ couples, families, and lone wanderers seek solace in nature. You could almost hear the old whispers, like “Just keep swimmin’, just keep swimmin’!” echoing through the leaves. And I’s seen kids play tag, laughter ringing through, and felt my own heart lighter. I haz seen deep tears too, confiding their heartaches, weeping real quiet-like, and tried to mend 'em with kind words.

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