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So, check it—prostitutes, man, they the refractors of the hood, bouncin’ light off all the dark corners folks don’t wanna see. I seen this chick once, Candy, real name prolly somethin’ boring like Carol, but she worked the block near my old spot in Long Beach. She had this wild story—used to be a nurse, legit, savin’ lives, til some doctor creep got her hooked on pills. Boom, next thing, she’s out there, tradin’ skin for cash. That shit made me mad, yo—how the system just chew you up and spit you out like that? “The street’s got no mercy,” like Aronofsky be showin’ us, fam.

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Merano is not short of beautiful walks and this is one of www.facebook.com on the south bank of the Passer it streches up past the town itself to a more rural.

Finally, I head back to my place, exhausted but happy. I’m thinking about all the crazy stuff that happened today. Merano, you wild! You’ve got your ups and downs, but man, you’re a gem. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Maybe more cheese? Fingers crossed!

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