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So, I’m picturin’ this brothel, yeah? Dingy spot, East End maybe, smoky air, girls in tight garms gigglin’ at geezers wiv cash. Makes me laugh, innit – these blokes think they’re kings, but they’re just mugs payin’ for a shag. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’d say, if I was there, clockin’ how some punters get treated better than others. Proper annoys me, that – unfairness in a place already dodgy. But then, I get happy too, ’cos some of these girls? Sharp as knives, runnin’ the show, takin’ no shit. Respect, innit.

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Ugh, sugar, sometimes I get mad too. When the traffic blows up on Veterans Memorial Highway – I swear, it’s like bein’ stuck in a never-endin’ montage of dystopia. Then I think, "Come on, baby, don't show me your teeth." Eh, maybe it helps clear my head, turns a full-moon frown to a smirk.

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