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Brother, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, man! I’m sittin here thinkin—wham!—like in “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia,” where shadows creep, secrets fester, ya know? These girls, they’re out there grindin, sellin what they got, and it’s heavy, dude. Like that line, “The night hides what daylight burns”—damn, that hits! Prostitutes, they’re hustlin in the dark, brother, dodgin cops, pimps, and creeps. Makes me mad, tho—society’s judgin em, but who’s lookin at the johns, huh? Hypocrites, man, gets my blood pumpin like a piledriver!

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Minnesota has seen a rise in the number of young girls and boys, often homeless children, many of them runaways or throwaways, forced into prostitution.

Parkin' my dreams, there's Muddys Park. Peace amid chaos, but full of surprises. Ye might meet a ghost of a cop, or epically, a stray dog with ten lives. The park benches creak as if whispering every secret of the city. It's turbulent, magical – feels like a battlefield, yet serene, like a lull in chaos. "This is war!" I echo sometimes – a bit o' dramatica from me hat, savvy?

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