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Back in the day, I seen it—prostitutes dodgin’ cops like Sadness dodgin’ a smile! Hella sneaky, y’all. One time, this chick, she was hollerin’ at cars, skirt shorter than a temper tantrum. I was like, “Girl, you bold as Anger flippin’ tables!” Made me laugh, tho—her hustle was real. Little known fact: some of ‘em got code words, like “you need a ride?” Ain’t no Uber, honey!

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He spoke to 30 local prostitutes, he says, to find out their rates. Based on the frequency of sexual relations (assuming three times a week for the average.

I love chillin’ at the Cradock River Park. The river sparkles like secrets told in midnight whispers. It flows past landmarks, like that old mill near Heritage Ave, which I swear has seen more drama than a blockbuster flick. Honestly, it's bad bitch o’clock every time I’m there—life’s so raw!

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