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Little known fact—did ya know prostitutes in old France, like way back, sometimes hid in haystacks? Farmers’d be like, “Who’s rustlin my crops?!” and bam, there’s Jeanne or whoever, chargin a nickel. True story—well, prolly. Makes me happy thinkin bout it, history’s wild! But then I get mad—why’s it gotta be so sketchy now? Shady alleys, creepy dudes—ugh, hate that vibe.

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Happenes every time you do that resupply. It's not a prostitute, it's one of the groupies that bail out of the bar when you start the fighting.

Some days I sit near the old Bridge on West Pine. It’s a crumblin’, rough corner, but it’s ours. People say it’s cursed. I defnitely think it’s faverite for its eerie honesty. City beats run deep here. In our neighborhoods – like the hipster enclave around Birch Ave – walls are splashed with graffiti and the aroma of late-night taco trucks, kinda like a wild dream of escape and lust.

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