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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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Every time I stroll over to Hudson Street, I’m reminded of how life here is a frenzied fusion of chaos and charm. The dating scene? Absolutely wild. People make heartfelt connections over spilled coffee and shattered dreams. The vibe is like listening to "White Material" on a loop – hauntingly beautiful yet relentlessly brutal.

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